Knight Altair
Rubbish

The boy looked at the painting, he looked at every corner to understand the story inside.

Suddenly a voice sounded out of nowhere. The boy was shocked and looked for the source of the voice.

"There's no need for you to look anywhere, I'm right in front of you"

The boy looked at the 30-meter-tall regalia statue.

"If you want to make a contract with me, you have to pass my exam first"

"How did you know I came to get a contract with you?"

"Of course I know, everyone who comes wants to get my power, but no one can hold it back. Are you sure about this, boy"

"I've been through a lot to get here but you told me to come back"

"Oo, are you ready for my exam?"

"I've strengthened my resolve when I came here. I'm not gonna back down, whatever the obstacle I'm gonna get through"

"Good, good. Then we'll see how strong his determination is"

A large magic circle appeared. The boy understood his meaning. He advanced slowly firmly into the center of the magic circle. Black fog enveloped his body, he was a bit panicked but he held back so that he would not move.

Suddenly he reached a world that was only shrouded by a thick fog. It's so dark in there.

Am I still at the temple?

"This is a world of infinite darkness, every human being has a dark side and a light side. You have to fight the dark side of your heart to get out of here. If you can't get out then you'll be locked up here forever"

He sighed then walked, his heart pounding very fast. He walked slowly by watching the surroundings.

The world is full of dark sides of man. As long as the man has a dark side, it will be shown here.

Various screams are heard here.

What is this scream?

He looked to the side and saw a figure who asked for help with a very thin body that was malnourished, his body pale and his eyes like a dead person.

Not just one like that, a lot of people were found like that.

The child's heart is beating uncontrollably faster. His breathing was tight and tears began to flow.

What the fuck?

He wanted to help but could not, the fog instantly covered all of his vision and he continued forward.

The longer, the weaker the step. I don't know how long he's been walking. Various insults were heard from around. "Rubbish, unlucky bearer, useless, just die there.." There are still many insults of money heard.

He knew the insults were being brought against him. No one wants to play with him. They insult and oppress. There is no place for him in this world. Better just die.

He was exposed to the most deadly demonic dragon poison that took away his spirit power and vitality. It cannot grow and become trash. No one cares about it. Tears began to flow, his steps uncontrollable. His body began to limp away losing energy.

He kept stepping and stepping. In this world of boundless darkness is becoming more and more. His vision faded, the scream grew stronger, the cry was so loud that it made the ears and head hurt. His breathing began to be irregular.