[DROP] Supreme World'S System (Supreme World System)
Chapter 135 ~ Regard

(Regard's point of view)

What do you feel when you know nothing?

I do not know the breadth of the world, the comfort and the beauty.

What do you feel when you suffer without knowing the reason?

I live with suffering every day. The hunger to survive made me suffer.

What do you feel when you never see the 'light'?

I. .. never saw hope. A dark world, full of suffering and ridicule.

And ... what do you feel when you know everything?

I ... I will continue to survive!

I don't have a name. I don't know where I'm from.

Without knowing yourself and your parents. Without 'protectors' and 'comfort'.

When I was a baby, I was thrown into a slum in a town. Luckily, there are people who take care of children who have no family like me.

Well, just think of it like an orphanage. It's just, it's not official. It is only built on the wishes of someone without the help of the community.

I lived there with other children who more or less had the same fate as me.

Living without family.

... Without knowing anything.

There, I used to be called John. I don't know if it's my name or if it's just a call. But, since I was summoned like that, I can only accept it.

Life there is very difficult. In the slums, we lived in abandoned houses but it was more than enough to hide from the harshness of nature.

The cold of the night, the heat of the day, the troublesome rain, the terrifying storm.

We suffer, clutching each other to warm the body. 'The 'managers' who took care of us even had trouble letting us be well taken care of.

His job is just a collector of medicinal plants. And again, we also made our own medicinal plant garden. Well, it's a tough task.

I, who was so small, could only observe the hard work of the Manager

and the other kids don't know what comfort is.

The only thing we know is ... The suffering!

Often, we feel hungry. The unbearable hunger. Usually, we don't eat anything for a few days. At most, we share food just to fill the stomach and fill the energy to move.

One day, I was 3 years old. There's no celebration for that. Age reached this level, I also started to help some homework.

Everyone is very tolerant and compact. The fate of each of them, as if depending on each other.

Often, some people will get sick and not be able to work. It makes it difficult for us.

On the side we have to work, we lack it. On the other hand, we have to take care of him and for treatment .. that we leave it to the Manager who has a friend of a doctor.

One day, a few months after his 3rd birthday, Manager ... died!

It's been a few days that the manager hasn't come home. When the caretaker's friend, the doctor came to our house, he told us this.

A harsh reality that is very hard to accept!

Since then, we have been living with hardship. The next day, a group of people came to our abandoned house.

They suddenly hit a teenage boy hard.

Bugh!

The boy fell down and groaned in pain. But the pain is nothing to those of us who have always suffered. So, we can hold him.

"Now, this place belongs to us! If you still want to live, get out of here!" The burly man with an evil appearance said while stepping on the body of the boy.

Everyone was scared, including me.

The children who are my same age and are of high age, they instructed us all to come out. We live with a high sense of community.

Full of care for others.

Since that day, we have lived without a home. Living on the street of a slum. It's worse than living in an abandoned house.

At first, we didn't know how to live. Our homes and medicinal plants have been confiscated. Now we become real vagabonds.

Filled with hunger, one day some children in their early teens came. They brought some pretty big bread.

Surprisingly, their bodies were full of bruises and wounds. But, at that moment, no one noticed it.

We only looked at the bread they brought.

Sharing food fairly, every day we can now live with a full stomach. However, as the day wore on, the group of boys who had come became increasingly injured. Their condition is getting worse.

One day, I decided to follow the group of boys who brought bread. They went to a crowded place.

The place was pretty clean and stunning. Many with people who move with a happy face.

Kids my age join hands with two adults. His body was clean and his face happy.

Different from us.

Turning my attention to the beautiful scenery, I regained my senses and looked for the group of boys.

Looking around, I saw them.

They seem to be hiding from something and their gaze is focused on something there. I followed their gaze and found that there were many loaves of bread and good food that I had never seen before.

Unknowingly, saliva dripped down at the corner of my mouth. Suddenly, a group of boys ran in that direction.

Hiding behind the adults deftly, they continued to run and suddenly snatched the food that was there. After which, they ran apart and entered the slums again.

Unexpectedly, the adults who were there looked furious. He ran to chase the group of boys.

I followed the direction where they went. However, I did not find them and got lost.

Faced with this kind of situation, I cried loudly. Until it was almost dark, the leader of the group of boys with tired breath and a body full of wounds found me.

He smiled as he stroked my head and said, "Don't go any further, yeah!"

Even though he was injured, he forced a smile. I didn't know anything back then, I just nodded and continued to cry.

Until that day, I was just playing with the other kids.

Until he could not bring any more bread. The group of boys came in full of wounds and they brought along a very familiar boy.

That's our leader.

But, his current condition was drenched in blood with many wounds all over his body. All the children who came were instantly horrified. Some cry because they are afraid.

At the same time, suddenly behind their group was someone shouting.

"Hey, come back! Bajing*n small! I will not forgive you, you!"

That person was a man with a fat body. He was full of energy and looked angry.

The group of boys turned pale and immediately said to the small one, "Run! Come on, let's play hide and seek! I'll be the one looking, you guys hide!"

The crying little ones raised their heads and immediately their faces brightened. They immediately ran in all directions and hid, including myself.

Just then, a terrifying and never-imagined sight appeared.

A group of boys stood firm and put up a fighting pose. That thin, scarred body looked sturdy, but I could see that they were trembling in fear.

Smiling, the fat man stretched his hand back and pulled out a knife. He said, "This time, you won't be able to go anywhere anymore! I have lost a lot because of you! So, die for me!"

The man ran towards the group of boys with a pale face. Swinging his knife with an amateur, a boy froze and put his hand in front. Fresh blood instantly splashed as the fat man's blade slashed through the boy's hand.

Splats!

My body is shaking and not making a sound. This view is terrible!

The boy was the same, he was about to scream but could not. On the other hand, all the children became scared and fell to the ground unknowingly.

Seeing the same thing, the fat man trembled his hands. Hands and blades were full of blood, he suddenly felt a strange feeling that gave him a feeling of ecstasy.

When his face froze, he grinned and a tooth full of holes was exposed. His smile showed an evil look like a cold-blooded killer.

A few moments later, the violent scene began. The screams and sounds that made grunting sounded. Puddles of blood appeared and the fat man gasped for breath with a face full of freedom and satisfaction.

I watched the scene without blinking, I could not move at all!

The fat man said, "Well, who would have thought that these fools could give this kind of satisfaction? It's really addictive.

He grinned and turned away and continued to speak, "When will I come here again."

After the figure of the fat man left, I unwittingly felt relieved and was able to move back. But my body feels weak.

Looking at the pool of blood and corpses with a face of pain, I suddenly felt nauseous and vomited.

Yuck!

After that, I fainted on my own.

.....

It was dark, it was raining heavily while the wind was blowing hard. The wind is getting stronger, a sign of a big storm coming.

My dry throat and lips became wet and I felt refreshed after drinking the rainwater. But, I can't move.

5 Years have passed since then. Now, I'm about 8 years old. At this moment, in the dark and dirty hallway, my body lay helpless.

My stomach was hungry, had no strength to move and pain was felt all over the body. Ever since that incident, I have been living with great care and difficulty.

I led all the little boys, hiding from the fat man. From that day on, fat men would go around torturing little children, then killing them.

Knowing this, we lived with fear. Fortunately, the togetherness that we have built up has allowed us to survive. But, it's all just temporary.

We live as thieves. Stealing money, food and valuables. Sometimes, we use various excuses to extort the treasures of kind-hearted people.

We rarely feel hungry anymore. However, we fall on the path of unnoticed evil. For the sake of survival, little kids like us who don't have mentors become petty criminals, the scum of society.

To this day, our group of small children. No one expected today's event to happen.

Ever since we became famous in the slums, a group of adults came to us and enslaved us. Threatening our helpless neighbor. While we commit many crimes and seek dirty money, they enjoy the fruits of our crimes.

Today, when I had raised enough money for the group to leave, we were caught by the people who enslaved us. Because of our crimes, we became fugitives.

Seeing the hefty price of arrest that day, the group of adults intend to arrest us, dead or alive. So, our escape plan was foiled!

Spreading out in all directions, our group was killed and fell one by one. Through many struggles, I escaped.

But, it seems like I am the only one left.

On that dark night, the moon and stars were covered in thick black clouds. It was raining heavily, the wind was pounding hard.

It's been a few days since my escape from the fucking chase group. I haven't eaten since then. Passing through various streets in the slums, I now arrived at a dark passageway.

It seemed, this was in the territory of an ordinary resident settlement. But because of the night, the atmosphere here was very quiet. Only the sound of heavy rain and lightning could be heard.

One day, I thought ...

What am I living for?

Why am I trying to survive all this time?

Why am I afraid of the events of that time?

After all, I have felt a grievous pain, why am I afraid of death?

Haah, it's good for me to end my suffering.

My body was lying, my eyes were heavy and sleepy. Suddenly, I felt numbness all over my body.

Whatisthis?

I wondered.

Am I going to die?

I forced a smile and thought, 'Truely, I heard there is some trust here. Who is it, yeah .. something like a god or something.'

Damnit damnit! What the gods!

I want to cry.

My life is so sad! What does God exist for? Why didn't he help me!

In the midst of despair, suddenly an equally sound was heard. I heard footsteps of some people.

Trying to raise my head, I looked towards the road. Suddenly, my eyes were watering and I was blown away.

Is this a dream?

That's what I was thinking at the time.

A small, warm and soft voice rang out, mixed with the rush of rain, I did not hear it clearly.

"Do you want to come with me?"

At that moment, all I felt was stillness and light.

A beautiful little girl, a middle-aged male servant carried an umbrella and a lantern. For me, that moment was beautiful.

As if the angel — did not, the Goddess came down and met me.

Her figure felt extremely bright, everything in the world seemed to disappear and there was only the figure of the little girl.

I don't know if it's an illusion before death. Perhaps this beautiful appearance came about because of my desperate and dying state.

I tried to open my mouth, but it was very difficult. My eyes became blurry and dark. In the next moment, I lay unconscious.

With a small smile on my dirty face, I fell asleep with no worries for the first time.

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