It all started with the blood test. I was declared a nominee along with 12 others from other 6 dynasties. I was surprisingly the only person from my dynasty. Master was hinting at the fact that I was the Cyborg.
No one was jealous of me. No one. They tried their hardest but they failed.
Then the Incident happened. Master bestowed upon me the glory of the Katana Of The One. It was scary, the power. It consumed and corrupted me. I was constantly angry. This was meant to be a test by Master, but I cracked. I almost killed Neon, and gave him a scar, but with that scar came a lot more. He couldn't carry the power, so he had to stay on a wheelchair at all times.
I still blame myself, but that explains, that explains why the Unhuniled Dynasty turned against me. They, they crushed me under a boulder when they ran away, they... I don't want to talk about it. But, they... killed Master.
Is that tears I fell falling from my eyes? Am I feeling emotions for the first time in my life? The tears, they are fading now. I am left with a strange feeling now. A empty feeling, a feeling to cry more. I wiped the tears, lest they fall on the diary.
I am pretty much coping with the situation. I decided to move South, but I sense something. I am the One afterall.
I sense something evil, I decided to create something to help me with it. I scavenged some scrap from the explosion debris. I created a makeshift spear out of some metal I found. By my guess, it was the steel that lined the Main Training Hall.
I decided to move forward. Full speed ahead.
YOU ARE READING
CYBORG ONE
Science FictionONE PROTAGONIST. THE ENTIRE WORLD. MAYBE EVEN THE CREATOR HIMSELF? CYBORG ONE TELLS THE TALE OF THE TIME THE 57TH CYBORG FOUGHT IN THE WAR OF THE ULTIMATUM. WILL HE REALLY WIN THIS WAR? *in progress, stay tuned for ending*
