System Of The Nobody : Honkai Impact 3rd (OC)

Prologue

"Hey boss, are you sure about this?" the hooded scumbag asked.

 "What do you mean?"   the scumbag  responded with a huge grin on his face while leaning sideways as if he had doesn't have any idea on what the other guy is talking about

"We literally beat up this pathetic loser and now we are heading to the nearby ocean. We could have just killed him in the warehouse and called it a day. It's not like anyone is going to look for his sorry ass," the third scumbag answered playfully while making fun of the boy they beat up. 

"Obviously!" he scoffed as he happily grabbed the beaten child by the collar and lifted the sack from his head. 

"This shithead had already seen our faces and the fact that he is the main reason why we lost 69% of our monthly profit." He smiled as he stared into the boy's eyes. And eyes as deadly as snakes.

He then let go of his collar only to grab the boy by the neck choking him.

The boy could only groan in anguish while attempting to separate the guy's hand from his neck.

"Not to mention he almost f*ckin ruined our side gig" As the bastard's face began to show veins due to anger. While his hold on the boy's neck tightens.  The boy groans silently as his hands try to pry the guy's grasp off his neck.

The scumbags remained there for a minute, fascinated by the boy's desperate resistance.

The leader of the bastards smiled as he let go of the boy's neck.

The boy then releases his grip as he fights to catch a single breath as blood flows in his mouth.

The leader of the bastards stare down on the boy's futile struggles.

"Thus cleaning up the trash is also a good exercise" he said, winding up his fist with a broad smile on his face.

 "Besides!, its not like anyone will know or remember this f*cker" he added before punching the boy in the gut, causing him to vomit up even more blood.

The boy's face was covered in bruises, and as he struggled to recover his breath, every part of his body sting. 

The boy groan in pain and vomits more blood onto the ground

"Why can scumbags like them live a luxurious life despite trampling upon the lives of others?" the boy thought to himself. While clenching his fist.

The boy thought to himself, "Why does the world breed more scums than good people?" and grit his teeth.

"WHY?"

"WHY?"

"WHY?"

 His fist tightened to the point where his hands began to bleed, and he thought, "WHY AM I SO WEAK THAT I COULDN'T EVEN SAVED ANYONE?" He remember trying to protect an elderly woman from those bastards . Yet despite the fact that he tried, he failed due to his weakness.

The boy grunts weakly as he struggles to maintain consciousness, and the thug grabs his head violently, saying, "If you just ran away instead of acting as a hero you could have avoided this." 

 " Ha ha ha! ye it was pretty ridiculous... he even said some cheesy ass lines about heroes and shit. As if he can make a difference!" The other bastard(3) said. As he is taking photos of the beaten up boy