Reincarnated {Eyeless Jack love story}

ONE

Deep in within my heart, I've always wanted to give life to a soul that has never been corrupted before. To give birth to a pure and delightful baby, is my goal.

In this long and extending universe that we all live in, we are far away from all those orbiting planets.

Little do the rest out there know that there's a second large star just like the sun, but twice as small, and that around it, our humongous world, rotates around it.

This world created and granted by the wishes of us all, that we have come to know as Forcul, is a world where all those thousands of stars out in the galaxy, get surveyed and chosen. Some make it in, some don't.

We that live in it, know how precise it is and the luckiness beheld.

It took five souls to create it; one sacrifice to lock away the bad for a long time period.

History says that through the blood of the royalty, "Only one soul will the the birth of the sacrificed." But the consequence would be, their suffrage at first quarters of their immortality.

~Alexandra~

My childhood. It was something I could never go back to and try to make a change. All those delightful faces, I witnessed, made me envy those who don't live the way I do.

"Alex! Bring me phone!" My mother called out to me from the kitchen. Sighing from the tiredness that I felt, I managed to get up from the bunk bed that her and I shared, and walked to the small and chipped off wooden night stand. Her flip phone laid there charging with the full battery displaying. After I unplugged it, hard knocks came from the door.

Knowing the pressure and the overwhelming sensation that I was gonna start feeling, I lowered my head down and stared and my feet.

Every day it was the the same as before. My mother drains her feelings in the depths of alcohols control. The same and different men come each night over and start doing things with her. Restlessly, I can hear what they do as the bed moves fast from their actions. Crying myself to sleep and wishing for a better life, little was I unaware about life.

The next day afterwards, the birds chirped outside the window. I didn't know what time it was, but the sky was still a bit gloomy, yet not so far away was the sun rising.

My mother was missing and I stuck to my every day thought. She probably went out to the club and do what she likes to do the most.

Many times have I asked her to look for a job, but all she can do for a living is do what she is best at and loves best. Although technically we are all good at many things, by my mother is very stubborn and fucked up at doing positive things. Don't get me wrong, I love her dearly. Not only is she the woman that brought me into this world, she is also the one who's maintaining me even though she has mentioned to me multiple of times that she'd rather be best without me and regrets not getting an abortion when both she and my father found out. Well, biological father since he left me and my raiser alone due to her sex addiction and her lie...

I hate my life. I can't even describe how much I wish I was never born. With so much faith in light, I hoped for a substituting change to all of this that I am going through.

Thoughts that are supposed to be fulfilled with positivity are nothing but suicidal compliments.

"Hey wristband lover" One of the security guards greeted me.

"Good morning Officer Hems" I quirked the edges of my lips up. She was the only staff member that I talked to the most. At times have we shared small and pleasant convos. Her questionings are what get me caught up in reality and do I remember I must not share any information about my life.