The OC died while choking on a chicken bone and now he has been reincarnated into the world of DAL with the powers of Undead Monarch. Will he use this power for the greater good? Or will darkness envelop him??
Read to find out!!!
Arcs:
Introduction...
WARNING: THIS CHAPTER HAS SUICIDAL THOUGHTS, DEPRESSION AND ABUSE. IF ANY OF THIS TRIGGER YOU!! CLICK OFF NOW AND READ THE NEXT CHAPTER.
As I appeared from my own shadows into the abandoned building with Kurumi. I saw Lucas and my sister both calling me.
Darren: Yo, Lucas.
Lucas: No more secrets it's time to tell me why you ran away from home. I heard some information from your family and brother, but I need to hear the full story from you.
My fists balled as I heard the word brother, for me, I don't have a brother and that family was only filled with scums except my sister.
Darren: Fine, but get back here first. I want to talk about this in person.
I started crying as I relived those painful memories inside my head.
Kurumi: Darling, what's wrong.
Darren: *while crying* Wait until everyone is here, I wanna tell everyone something.
Kurumi: *hugs me while comforting me* Darling, you don't have to you know, but I'll be by your side comforting you if you need it.
Darren: *still crying* will you hate me because of it?? My backstory if you will?
Kurumi: Even if I tried I couldn't, you said it yourself right. You're my other half, I can't hate you that easily.
Darren: Babe, please promise me one thing. Please don't ever leave me *while crying still*
10 more minutes passed and both of them appeared sitting near the bed while Kurumi was still sitting next to me patting my back while I was crying.
Darren: Ok. So the reason I ran away from home was because.
*Flashback*
It was December 25th of 2016. (MC is 16 during 2022 btw and his sister is one year older than him and the brother is the same year as him) Christmas, everybody's favourite day except me. I was forced to do all the cooking and cleaning for the family while they took my younger brother and older sister out shopping. After all of that cleaning though. I started to read, I read about the heroes and dragons fighting and how I wished to be one, before long. My other personality started speaking to me in my head.
???: Myself, are you ok?
Darren: Of course not, I don't have anyone that I can actually trust. No one cared about me.
Before long, I closed the book and ended all conversations, knowing my supposed family would be back soon.
Garbage Dad: Ahhh isn't that refreshing, son. Going out shopping with your family except that failure. Ughhh he's disgusting.
Garbage brother: I know right? He can never be better than me and would always remain a failure. Dad, mom I can beat him up again tonight right?
Garbage Mom: Of course you can sweetie, after all that failure is a good for nothing leech.
I cried to myself in my room, knowing what would happen would come soon. My sister probably already returned back to her dorm after this entire facade. Even if I wanted to call over my best friend Lucas, I couldn't. I didn't want to disturb him and his family during Christmas after all. For the next 30 minutes while everyone in my family had dinner over the table, I was forced to eat in my room as they didn't want to see my failure face.
Darren: *while crying* Why, just why does no one care about me??
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