The Creations [Getting Rewritten]

Volume 1 - Drawn to Hatred

'Every great story begins with a mystery' is what they always say. You know what's mysterious about this world that we are going into? No one knows. Everything around in this world is always mysterious. The way how it acts, the way it moves, the way science works around here. Does demons, monsters, ghosts exist? Who knows? Maybe, just maybe. 
Let me ask you, what causes a person to be numb or emotionless? Is it from depression? Trauma?
Yes, emotionless people have depression and traumas but what about the people who are emotionless with no reason at all? Are they always like that or are they doing it on purpose? Who knows. 
Just like what this world is like, you can't always know what they're feeling because of how blank they are, but there are more something inside them, something terrifying. Terror never ends for this world and no one knows what will happens next... or maybe there's one person who knows everything that will happen.

---Prologue for the first volume---

"No one really knows how a world would end. But I seemingly have seen it all, everything burning into ashes with the people are just burning in despair, it's just a visions and no one really knows if those really happened before or will happen later or in the future, who knows?"
"They all came out of nowhere. The sky is red, the clouds are grey. The city is burning while the people all around are getting killed. The bloods splattered around the whole place. The sounds of the panicking screams, cries echoing all around the world are the melody of the end, no one knows if this is just the beginning of the judgement day." 

They kept on breathing heavily as their heat beat slowly beats faster, faster, and louder. It was a painful scene that they've seen right before they were sent into a dark room with a single window being covered by a white curtain.
The person is on the ground, being on all fours as they kept breathing. Almost all of their hopes have already vanished but still wondering why they're so determined in doing what someone wanted to do for them.

"That was your 51st time... do you still want to continue?" the person who's just sitting on their desk chair while they just kept looking away at the person who's on all fours.

The person then stood up from the ground before answering. "Yeah... I just have a big favor..." they said before looking at the person who's sitting on the desk chair.
"Give her self-awareness..." they said as their eyes glows dark purple and red while glaring at the person who's sitting on the desk chair.

"How very interesting..." the person said before typing something on their laptop.
"If you say so... there would be a chance that this could happen two times but... only 10 percent so... you still need to be careful..." they said before pointing their finger on the 'enter' key.

"Get ready..." the person said before mentally counting 5 to 0 in their minds... before pressing the 'enter' key.
"Getting back to my dark creations"

At that time.

The person who's filled with determination disappears – That is not the only time where Anjero Samurede's story had begun.

First Volume: Drawn to Hatred