The Genesis Of Villainy
To his family, he was nothing but a burden, a shadow to be ignored, a creature unworthy of love. When a fatal accident took hold, they left him to wither alone on a hospital bed, his cries unanswered, his existence discarded.
Death should have freed him, but it did not. His soul lingered, trapped between worlds, forced to listen as his family spoke of him with disdain,even after he was gone. No proper burial. No prayers. Just scorn. The hatred festered, a cold fire burning in his hollow form. He swore revenge. But what could a ghost do?
Then, a voice,a whisper from the void. A second chance. A new life.
Reborn alongside the very same family in another world, he hoped for something different. Perhaps, this time, they would see him. Perhaps, this time, they would care.
They did not.
But he had changed. This time, he would not beg for their love, nor cry for their approval. He would carve his own path, unshackled from their cruelty, refusing to be defined by their rejection. Strength. Power. Purpose. He would take them all for himself.
Because never again would he live for others. Never again would he wait to be seen.
He was forsaken twice. But now, he would rise.
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