Chapters
So everyone, well, I should be sorry for my manners, as I just get to business without even properly talking to you people.
But my life wasn’t so nice that you guys should feel it like a fantasy; it was an unending nightmare for me, so after that incident, my whole life was a mess.
I told you all about that childhood incident and how sick that was, and it was my first encounter with those shadow figures, but it unfortunately wasn’t the last.
As I grew up, I started to see more beings like that creep, but I couldn’t tell anybody about them, and nobody even believed me, like everybody thought I was just a mad and mentally ill kid.
And my parents were no different from other people; they also thought I was getting mentally ill when I tried to warn them about these beings, but instead of believing me, they hired multiple professional therapists, but they forgot that only diseases could be cured, not the ability.
Soon even my parents also passed away in an accident, but just like my fate, it was way too funny for everybody, as it was an accident for the police and for other people around them, but for me, I knew what I saw: a strange white shadow-like creature who was following our car, while in the next moment, a strange black shadow figure came inside and sat beside me.
After entering, I was already shaken to the core, and just like always, he had a pesky grin on his face, and his fingers slowly started to extend to the car’s front area, where the mom and dad were sitting.
Seeing it, I frantically tried to stop him, but I saw that his fingers went near the steering wheel and started to loosen the screws of the steering wheel. Soon after he did it, he began to grin while looking at me while I was covered in cold sweat and trying to think that it was nothing but a nightmare.
But soon our car clashed with a nearby pole, and by that clash, our whole car was damaged to the point where we barely even survived, and in panic, Mom and Father went out of the car, and the moment they went out, a few white figures came rushing while grinning and grabbed their hands and made them unable to move a single inch from their place.
Soon my terror again became an unwanted reality; I saw a strange old truck was coming from the front. Seeing such a scene, they both had way too wide eyes, while I was shivering in my own sweat and terror.
Soon after struggling for much time, they both started screaming for help: “Somebody help us; we are frozen at our place. Somebody stop that truck. Kid, help us; come save us!”
Hearing their cries, I tried to open the doors with my shaky hands and began to struggle to open the door, but the door didn’t open, no matter how hard I struggled; I beat the door, tried to break the window, and even tried to break the door, but nothing worked.
The truck was also getting nearer by every passing moment, and seeing the upcoming tragedy, the screams started to intensify while I was still trying to break the door.
But the door didn’t even move an inch, but in my struggles, I could hear the laughter of those creepy shadows, who were near me, and soon in the mirror, I saw a bigger blackish figure was sitting on the top of the car, who was enjoying the whole scene.
Well, in the terror of the situation, I came to the front seat and began to hit my knuckles at the windshield, and soon the prints of my blood started to appear on the windshield, while I could feel burning pain and warm blood spilling from my knuckles, still trying to escape.
But it was no use, and soon in my struggle, the tragedy happened right before my sorrowful eyes; the truck crushed them on the road, their bodies were trapped in front of the bumper truck, and it dragged them on the ground in a way too inhuman way; their blood was coloring the road like the gifting ribbon on a gift.
Seeing such horror, finally air escaped my throat, and I started to scream to my lungs’ capacity and started hitting my head on the windshield; soon the sound of cracks started to echo in the surroundings, and some time later, the windshield broke, and pieces of glass started to pierce my skull and face.
The blood was flowing intensely, and my body was screaming to just run to them. My vision soon started to lose its colors; only the color of blood was clear in my eyes, and the only thought that was crossing my head was that I had to save them.
Soon, after a few moments, I saw that truck also stopped, so I also hastily leaped down from the car; the rushing blood and the feeling of losing my vision were making it hard for me to even look at the way ahead of me, causing me to be covered in those pieces of glass.
With such struggle, I still managed to exhaustingly run at them, witnessing scenes where their skull even left its skin on the ground after being dragged for such a distance and their skull was still barely between the tire and road.
The blood on the road was so deep that even the black color of the road felt dull in front of it; their crushed organs were lying right in front of me on the road. A mere sight of the scene could crush a normal person’s soul to death.
But I didn’t even feel anything, other than rage, while seeing those black and white shadows who were dragging the light from my parent’s body and giving it to that bigger shadowy figure. But my rage just sank deeper in my throat.
Now I was way too numb to even shout, and soon in my numbness, I became unconscious near their body, and the truck driver couldn’t believe how such a thing could even happen.
As he just merely moved his focus from the road to drinking water, in just a mere instant his truck was covered in blood, two dead bodies were in the tires of his truck, and a strange teenager who had just approached his truck was gravely injured.
Seeing this scene, he was looking way too panicked but took a deep breath and checked my pulse, and after he felt that my pulses were still intact, he took us to the hospital while he clarified that it was my parents who were walking on the wrong side and I was also following them, and due to the road being one lane, he couldn’t stop the truck.
But it was all the power of money; that driver bribed those policemen and hospital staff members. He saved me because I was his son’s age, so he couldn’t bring himself to leave me alone to die, so he left me in the hospital and left.
After a few days, I opened my eyes, and I was covered in bandages and stitches, and doctors and nurses informed me about the scenario, so I was very tense and depressed.
And the doctor even told me that my parents’ bodies were way too strange, as they didn’t have a bit of energy in them; it was more like their energy had been sucked out of their bodies. He told me that after people die, there’s always a little life left in that body, but my parents didn’t even have a sign of life in them.
After hearing their words, I was pretty sure that it was those bastards who dared to suck vitality from my parents’ bodies even after they died, so like this, I lost my parents at the age of 16, and after I cleared the medical bills from my parents’ savings, they let me leave their hospital.
But when I was on the way back to my house, I was now able to see them more clearly and more distinctly, as I saw that my house was covered with way too many shadows.
So again the terror began to grind my heart, but this time there was a trace of flame of rage that was roaring in my heart.
So I started to slowly charge to my house, but now the shadows were not looking that terrifying, but still their mere presence was shaking me to my core. While I was still quickly rushing my way between all these spirits, I saw that many bigger black figures were also emerging from my house, like the one who took my parents.
But it felt like there was someone else also inside of my house, something more horrific and more intense; even thinking about it was giving my whole body goosebumps, and my body began shivering.
But still feeling the anger and frustration about the death of my loved ones, I still charged toward the home. The moment I entered my home, I felt a way too huge, sudden pressure on me, and I was crushed to the ground.
Feeling such grave pressure, I tried to resist, but there was nothing for me to resist; the energy pressure was so immense that there was not even a point in resisting it. But in my struggle, I saw a throne in front of me, and someone was sitting on it, and many of those bigger shadows were bowing in front of it.
Seeing it, I felt the soul-shattering terror in my heart, and I saw that many strange souls were being dragged by their hair to that creature, where that throne creature was devouring those creatures, but in the middle of those strange spirits, I saw something way too painful: the souls of my parents, who were screaming and asking for mercy.
Seeing them, I tried to scream at the top of my lungs, but instead of voice, only saliva and blood came out of my mouth. They were being dragged brutally, and I was struggling on the ground to even make a stand for myself while being covered in blood and sweat and making sure that I wouldn’t let those tragedies ever again happen to my parents.
Seeing my struggles, I started to hear laughs and words of criticism, and the pressure started to increase intensely, and my whole body was again getting numb, but this time I wanted to make sure that I wouldn’t let that happen again.
So i crawled on the ground while cursing every bastard in front of me but soon everything started to blur and I started to feel everything loosening, soon I saw that throne shadow’s laughter also started echoing in the room, and I felt that this bastard was also making fun of my inability, but soon he spoke, “Mortal, I didn’t expect you to even move a inch, you are worth the hunt,Unlike your parents!
But you will share their fate with me, so mark my words: “I will return again to devour your soul in me, and seeing your such efforts, I would reward you, mortal, with a sight worthy of my presence, HAHAAHAAA!”
As he said those things, shackles started to appear on my parents’ bodies and started lifting them, while my parents started screaming for me to leave this area now, but the screams of losing their existence were more intense than my worries, and their voices started to melt with their existence.
Their screams began to intensify, as did my cries and struggles, with countless bouts of laughter, enjoying my agony. Now the only thought that was being engraved on my heart was to make every one of these bastards suffer a fate worse than hell, and I won’t let any of these bastards remain in peace, and I’m going to slay and enslave every single one of these assholes!
