The Curse Of An Immortality

A child blessed with a curse (Part II)

THE CURSE OF AN IMMORTALITY(VOL:1)
CHAPTER 1:A child blessed with the curse(PART-II)
Later on Billyer kept staying in his house of Mr and Mrs walt. They just kept on living normally. Mr and Mrs walt went on their job like everything was normal. They didnt tell others about their son anything. Billyer was still alone in his home. After losing his only freind, he was more alone and more depressed. Slowly he started travelling to the outskirt of town. He almost spent half of his day there alone along the river.
He still had attempted more than fifty tries to commit suicide and hurt himself. Sometimes he tried to drown himself in the river, sometimes he stabbed himself with knife but all those things were only making him more and more stronger. His healing capacity, stamina, pain endurance were only increasing in these suicidal attempt making him more strong. But the strong sensation of wanting to die but not being able to, was making him more crazy and none less than a  psycopath.
After two months of discovering that he is immortal, with the increase in his strength, he also found something weird sensation in the middle of his forehead. Something like a visible light which was increasing day by day.

One day Billyer was roaming around the hills and the forest far from the outskirt of his town. He discovered an abandoned house in the middle of the forest. He immediately rushed in the house. Although the outside of the house looked very old, inside was nothing like that at all. It was full of equipment of hunters and looked very comfortable for residence. Billyer decided to take a look at those thing at the house. He first noticed a pot as it was producing very bad smell in the house. "Ugh! It smells like a dead rat", he said.
He moved towards the cupboard, the pot was kept at. As soon as he reached near the pot he saw a golden scroll. The scroll started to shine more brightly as he went near it. It shined so bright that it overcame his sense of vision in no time. He was drowning in the sensation of pain as the light took his vision. Struggling in the pain, screaming like a deadman, he took a step forward and grabbed the golden  scroll in hand. The light disappeared as he grabbbed the scroll with his left hand which gave him back his vision. "Fuh! It worked",he said or so he thought.

Then he noticed an enormous amount of energy was moving toward his head travelling through his veins on his hand from the same golden scroll he was holding. He tried to throw the scroll away from his hand but the scroll was attached to his palm. The energy started to take over his mind. Billyer screamed in pain. The sensation was as he had no body at all. He couldnot feel his body but was still screaming in pain and raging like a blind bull.
He was moving like a fish thrown out of the water. He however managed to move to the corner of the room with a bit of conciousness he had over his body. He picked a galloon of oil from the table with his right hand (still holding the scroll in left hand)  and poured it in his own body. He then took a matchstick from the same table and lighted himself in the fire only to gain back his conciousness.

As his body kept burning like a paper, he slowly gained conciousness of his body. He slowly opened his eyes only to discover that the house was all burnt down and the fire was spreading rapidly all over the forest. The fire was everywhere, everything was burnt down to the ashes except for one thing, the golden scroll.  He threw scroll away and said,"What a cursed thing, it is the reason everything had happened."
He then looked at his hand and realized that his skin has melted like a burning candle. It was not just his hand but his whole body was burnt down. He was standing there nude. He touched his face and said to himself," What a lovely feeling. I felt like I was so close to death. Let's do it one more time."

He was moving towards the fire hoping he might find some more oil. Suddenly the light in his forehead became strongly visible and commanded him to stop. Although he was concious of his body this time he was unable to control it. "Huh! Why cant i move my body", he thought. His body started to move on his own towards the golden scroll he has thrown away. "No! not that cursed scroll again, it hurts like hell when i touch it", he screamed in his thought with a slight hint of pain. He picked up the scroll again and opened it. This time the energy moved to his head so fast he couldnot even notice it. His head started to feel like a pressure cooker with an enormous heat and pressure which might blast anytime.