Martree

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A young boy, with black hair, about six at the time, sat crying before his mom. Tears raining down his soft face. Blood oozing out his legs and arms. 

"You're useless Martree. Nothing but a worthless child." And with no thoughts, she left. Leaving the poor innocent child to die in an abandoned home. "Mommy?" The child said weakly, "Where... Where are you going?" But there was no response. His Mom had abandoned him. Not one feeling of dread as she walked out the door.

 It was raining pretty hard, and winds were only getting stronger. Martree's life changed that day. He felt as if he really was worthless, like he had no purpose in this useless world. He started to feel hate. He wanted to get his revenge, to destroy the world without holding back. He was a sosiopath. No feelings we're felt when he did something wrong. 

15 years passed, and Martree still felt only hate running through him. He committed crimes that he did not regret. Stealing, hurting innocent people, etc. He was known to be one of the worst criminals of all time. All these crimes we're nothing compared to what he was planning to do. One day martree would create an ultimate bomb that would obliterate the whole world.