Donald Na was fifteen years old when he saw his mother's niche at the columbarium defiled.
There were messy scribblings made from a pen that were full of insults and crude drawings. The glass was cracked, but, fortunately, the urn and photo were still left untouched. A broken bottle and a puddle of beer laid on the floor in front of it.
Donald reported it to the columbarium director. The director reviewed the security camera and it was revealed that Donald's stepfather was the culprit.
Donald decided that it was finally time to hunt his stepfather down and make him pay.
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120 Weak Hero Ficlets
FanfictionA collection of 120 Weak Hero Ficlets based on the prompt list found in the depths of fanfiction.net