Into The Reality

Chapter-6: A whiner who wants to be loved.

On a distant planet, a small boy ran through the door, excitement in his voice.

"Mom, Dad, I'm home!" Saas called out as he rushed to his mother.

She turned to him with a smile. "Why did you stop playing? Are you hurt?" She knelt to check for injuries.

"No, Mom. The kids said no one's playing today. They told me to come back tomorrow," Saas replied, still smiling.

His parents exchanged a sad glance.

"Go to your room, dear. I'll make you some snacks," his mother said softly. Saas nodded happily and ran off.

As soon as he was out of earshot, his mother broke down. "Why are they doing this to our child?" she wept.

His father sighed, wrapping an arm around her. "Don't cry. Everything will be alright. Just keep him away from the other children for a while."

"But how? Every morning, he rushes to the playground, hoping to play. And every day, he comes back with the same excuse," she said through her tears. "They avoid him like he's some kind of stray animal. Is it because of how he looks? My baby was just born this way! To me, he is the most beautiful boy in the world."

His father clenched his fists. "I know... But we can't change their minds. Do you remember what the villagers said when he was born? 'He's cursed—three eyes mean he's a demon's child,' they whispered. Some even told me to get rid of him." His voice trembled with rage. "If my brother weren't the village head, I would've burned this place down."

His wife wiped her tears. "It's not fair. All the other children are happy, playing... but our son..."

His father kissed her forehead. "Don't think about it. Just make him his favorite snack, alright?" He stepped outside, hiding his own pain.

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The next morning, just like always, Saas ran to the playground, only to return home soon after. He found his mother washing dishes.

"Mom?" he called softly.

She turned to him. "Yes, dear?"

"Am I ugly?"

The words struck her like a dagger. A plate slipped from her hands, shattering on the floor. She immediately knelt and hugged him tightly.

"Who told you that?" she asked, trying to hold back her tears.

"Today, when I was walking home, someone said, 'No one's gonna play with you, ugly demon.' Is that true, Mom?" Saas asked, his voice small.

His mother forced a smile. "Of course not. He was just joking. Look at you—who could call you ugly?"

"Really?" Saas' eyes brightened.

"Really! Though... not as handsome as your father," she teased, making him giggle.

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The next day, Saas arrived at the playground to see the other kids already playing. His face lit up, and he ran towards them.

But as soon as he got close, whispers spread through the group.

"Ugh, he's coming again. How many times do we have to tell him?" one boy muttered.

"Let's end this today, Leddi," another sneered.

Saas reached them, beaming. "Oh, today you're playing! Thank God! Let's play!"

Leddi stepped forward, scowling. "How many times do I have to say it? No one's going to play with you. Have you ever looked in a mirror, ugly demon?"

Saas laughed nervously. "Ha... Ha... I know you're joking. Stop wasting time. Let's play!"