Athyra Randolf deemes herself as a unlucky stars, born with nothing and will die with nothing too.
Despite basking in her poverty and ready to die somewhere in the street to be swept the next morning, she accidentally awakened her tattoo while being...
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When we left the main city and entered the slums, where goodness is as rare as feather of a Phoenix. I crawled inside of my dilapidated house.
Makeshift from a cardboards, rusty galvanized iron sheets and some trash that could still use as foundation of it.
I don't have the money to rent a house anyway, pag kakasyahin ko na lang ang sarili ko dito kaysa matulog sa kalye.
I grabbed a dry clothes and one of my old pajamas, change my wet clothes and dried my soaking wet hair.
Now that I'm currently lying in my solid as ground bed, not that it's bad enough atleast it can shield my back through the coldness of the ground when winter and during midnight's where the temperature rock so low you'll freeze if you stay in a street.
I cuddles with the white cat that lookes at my bed disgustingly awhile ago yet still willingly come and lie down beside me.
"You looked at my bed so hateful moment ago yet you seems to enjoy lying on it now, ha?" I poked at its flappy cheeks.
It meowed annoyedly and move further down from my hold.
Hmm? Cheeky cat!
I teased it more for awhile, rub it's chubby tummy and pink paws and only stop when she bared her teeth at me, looking very disgruntled.
I laughed so hard as i played with her.
'Laugh', so easy to do yet becomes hard when i realize that i had no one in this lifetime to back me up, no one who will care for my entire whole being be it i die or live.
Sometimes i couldn't help but be envious with those lucky kids who grow up pampered, nothing to worry in their life another than what to wear again the next day or what they want to eat for dinner, how much money they have to use as they shop the things they want and most of all, they have their parents to love them.
They are so lucky.
Unlike me whose been turned down by the whole world.
Now that I'm thinking that, I cares my mark.
There is a special humans in this world.
Hati sa tatlo ang may hawak ng leadership sa mundong ito. The non awaker, which I was before I've been chased by that shitty creep.
They don't hold anything special in particular. The commoners made the 60% population of this world, they are at the lowest of lowest in the food chains.
Second, the awakers, which I belong now.
They have powers, can fly, make a fireballs, shakes the earth, split the clouds and so on.
Hindi ko lang sigurado kong mararanasan ko rin bumuo ng fire balls. The true ones, not the fake fireballs that the street clowns do to earn money.
Those cons, karamihan sa kanila hinuhuli ng council of magics dahil nag kukunyari silang galing sa awakers sanctuary. Ito namang mga tao utong uto paniwalang paniwala, tingin ko nga pag sinabi ng mga clowns na iyon na nasa talampakan ang utak nila eh maniniwala parin sila.
