And then, as if they were simply disposing of a piece of unsignificant garbage, they picked me up and hurled me off the edge of the maintenance shaft. I screamed as I plummeted through the air, my body tumbling over the end of the railing. The world spun around me, a blur of metal and darkness, until I landed with a sickening thud at the bottom of a pile of trash.

As I lay there with broken bones and blood seeping out of my body, creating a pool of bloods beneath me, both my body and spirit were shattered. I tried to move my body but nothing is functioning, my body is broken. I tried gasping for air all my attempt was in vain, darkness slowly creeped inside me, filling me with intense rage. In that moment, I felt enough is enough, I've had enough. I surrendered finally to the voice inside my head. "Let me in! Make them all pay, boy," it hissed.

Finally, I thought, Fuck this life! Fuck everything! Fuck that bitch Faith! Fuck this bunker! Enough is enough. With every ounce of willpower drained, unable to move. Blood continued to seep from my wounds as I coughed, trying desperately to breathe. Soon, I realized I was about to die alone in a fucking trash pit, and it made me understand how pathetic my life had been until now.

Then the voice whispered to me again, like a sweet lullaby, promising me power that would make them all kneel before me. In that moment, I made a choice to fully embrace the darkness whispering to me.

Now, as I awaited what would come next, a chilling sense of anticipation gripped me. I knew this decision would forever change everything. In that moment, black smoke began to appear, swirling around me like a dark shroud. My body contorted and twitched uncontrollably, making me scream in agony as my broken bones clicked back into place, healing rapidly. Muscles formed, making me stronger and more powerful than ever before. Then in that moment, something in my head switched completely.

I realized I was born different than them and something inside me all this time, it refused to settle for average.

Finally, I understood everything clearly, and I was eternally grateful for it. It was as if; my third eye had opened, allowing my brain to realize the real truths that had eluded me until now.

I am indeed born a man, a warrior, a destroyer, a mighty force of pure violence.

All I desire now is the sheer glory of victory. Mercy for those who wronged me is a sign of weakness. I will no longer yield to those lacking conviction. I am coming for this world and all it has to offer.
Nothing will longer stand in my way. I care for nothing more! Than to see my name carved in history and the world bow before my greatness.

I'm coming for it all!