EMPEROR (𝘼𝙊𝙏 𝙫𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙭 𝙈!𝙍𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧)

Two

"Your son is under arrest for killing a member of the military police brigade."

Your jaw dropped in shock as you hear your father at the door talking with what seems like the military police corp.

Okay you admit, you stole some food and some money here and there, beating people up almost everyday shit like that but there's always a reason behind it.

But right now, you don't know what they're talking about. You never killed anyone before so what?

"You fucking piece of shit!" Your father went over to you and grabbed your hair, yanking it. You tried to pull away from him but his grip was really firm.

He threw you onto the ground and throw kicks and punches at you while the Military Police brigade just stands there with only pity.

"It wasn't me..! I didn't do it— ACK— I was framed!" Your pleading fell deaf to your father's ear and he punched your stomach, making you shut up because it was hard to breathe. "Fucking piece of shit, you are always bringing me trouble even when I was kind enough to raise you!"

You fell onto the ground, coughing up your saliva trying to gasp for air while the piercing pain shots through your stomach.

"Pathetic bastard who can't do nothing right. Now you have done it." He dusted off dirt in his large hands with a disgusted expression, looking at you in complete loathing.

One of the corp member picked you up and carried you like a sack, another was talking to your father who just shooed them away. "Take him, he's a useless piece of trash anyway."

He closed the door behind him, with the corps member sweat dropping at how cruel this father was to their son. Oh well, none of their business.

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You woke up in cold sweat, looking around it's like you're in a jail cell for prisoners.

Looking down, you also saw that you are chained by your wrists and feet. Im not a criminal! I didn't kill whoever that guy is!

Trying to desperately get out of the cell, you tugged harshly on the chains making a large clank sound.

"You should give up now, your execution will be in a couple of hours." One of the people guarding your cell said coldly.

"It wasn't even me! I swear I'm innocent, you guys don't have evidence!" You shouted desperately, maybe they'll hear you out. A tiniest hope of survival.

The guard scoffed, as if to mock you. "Well Mr Claim I am innocent, They found a bloodied blade used by the survey corps in your room."

What blade?

"What blade are you even talking about? I never even got my hands on any of those! It's impossible!"

The guard sighed at your "obnoxious" voice, "You probably stoled it. Don't you have a record of stealing food and money? Anyway I have other business to attend to, my shift is over anyway." And with that, he walked away leaving you alone in your cold, secluded and damp cell.

Using up all your strength, you tried to rip the chains apart until you don't have any energy left.

The feeling of fear came back to you, shit shit shit shit.

You wanted to cry from frustration.

Maybe I should just give up.

What awaits me is a death sentence.