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...How do people cope with their own inner dem...
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Born as a prodigy of many things, Isa was always seen under a spotlight, she grew up as a healthy lively girl and had everything given to her at an early age.She wasn't spoiled however, and she always gave it her all. When it came to anthing that she does...However... Among Prodigies... There was one person she could never beat... Anthony...From a very young age of 12, she and Anthony have always been rivals.Soon, they grew closer and closer until eventually they became the closest of friends...The two enjoyed each other's company and they were very much seen as a couple, however, to other's this was seen as unsightly...The judging eyes of those who saw them as competitors were skeptical of their actions...Two of the greatest in anything that they do and they were friends... bad rumors began to appear... spreading like wild fire... to remedy this... The two were separated...In competitions they weren't even allowed to look at each other...Anthony would always be one step ahead of Isa... And Isa... Even though she wanted to reach out to Anthony... She always fell short...
Always second best!? How can you be like this Isa!?
Her parents scolded her, they didn't even acknowledge anyything that she has done...They saw her as the bad straw... Never good enough... Her actions were always lacking in their eyes even though she always did gave it her all...Called a wasted prodigy, a lost cause... she was berated with insults every single day...And yet... She held on... She only wanted one single thing from her parents...And that's acknowledgement... Deep down she was a child... She cried for the loving words of her mother, the reassuring words of her father.
Father: "You useless ingrate!"Mother: "Can't you do anything right!?"
Her efforts fell short... But that's okay... There's still hope for her... If she can only beat the person she could never beat before... Then maybe... Just maybe... She would finally hear the words she longed for...
"Good job Isa!" or "We're so proud of you!"
Just any of those would do...But instead...
Father: "NO! YOU'RE DOING IT WRONG!"
Mother: "Just look at what Anthony is doing! He's doing it better than you"
She was compared... She was judged... Not based on her actions but based on someone elses...Despite all this however... Isa held on to hope... Someday, she will succeed...She kept working and working... She would still fall short of Anthony's success... She would still be verbally scarred by her parents... But she pushed herself up, with the thought of one day... Her parents will finally acknowledge her.
However...Fate was not kind to her...Her parents died in an accident while going on a business trip...And Isa was left with a fortune that she could careless about.
Isa: "Mom...? Dad...? Did I do good on my last test...?"
She gripped the test papers that she was really proud of... just 1 point short in comparison to Anthony's....
However... the praise... the words of encouragement and love never came...Isa cried on nights and wore a fake smile during the day.
Isa: "I have to meet other people's standards now...?"
Indeed she had to... With all the expectant faces of the people who worked for her parents, she needed to make sure that everything ran smoothly in the business...Eventually she heard of Anthony's lost, she wanted to be the one to reach out to him, now with her parents gone, she can finally meet her friend...but...At the funeral... Anthony had changed... He was there looking at his wife's coffin with a bored expression.... he was with his crying daughter but the man who lost his wife gave no fuck about the funeral... instead, he was looking at his phone doing business...Isa realized that she was too far behind... Anthony had already moved on from something so devastating, and yet here she was, still living in the past by wanting acknowledgement from others... She thought to herself... "I'm such a child" and then suddenly tears... started falling from her eyes...She then had an epiphany... She lost her parents... She lost her friend... and now... She's lost herself... What was she doing all this time...? What was it all for...? Why was she doing all of this...?
Isa: "Have I... Wasted my whole life...?"
Unwilling to accept this fate... Isa fought tooth and nail to get to the highest peak of her career... If she can't get the acknowledgement from others... Then she aimed for the one person she has dedicated her entire life surpassing... Anthony...Days turned to weeks... Weeks turned to months... and Months turned to years...It was a hellish climb... But eventually, she reached the top partly because her rival had stopped doing any work... She ran to her friend to tell him about the good news... but once again... she was one step behind...Her rival and one true friend... had already passed away...
Isa: "Not Again... Not again... Why...!? WHY AM I ALWAYS TOO LATE!!!"
Her entire life's worth vanished before her... Everything that she's done so far was never for her... she never wanted to compete... but she had to... she never wanted to be separated... but she was forced to... and now all the decisions that she tried to do for herself were all wasted... Her entire life she never had control of it... First her parents... then her workers... and finally Anthony... She kept living to get those simple words of acknowledgement... and now even if someone did say them to her... It will no longer matter to her... she has lost the meaning to live on... finally sick of it all... she gave up... but not before wishing that she'd at least get one more chance to fight her rival...
Her frustration was recognized and was answered... Albeit at a price... Her wish to face her rival was granted... But in an unholy and twisted way... No longer can she recognize her friend... Only that she wants to win against him... She wants to drive her blade through him and cut him into pieces... Overcome by rage... The Darkened Berserker rises to battle.
