In a hierarchical society, power determines everything. Those with great strength towered above all while the weak are inevitably forced to live under their rule.
Meet Y/N.
She had been blessed by something others would give their mind and soul just...
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《Chapter 14》
STARING IN WONDER at the carvings in her arm, Y/N gripped the pocket knife in her palm tightly. Her hand was shaking, matching the speed of her quivering lip. It was currently 2 AM, and Y/N could not get even a wink of sleep. It didn't help the fact that she had school in a few hours either.
"How could you?! H-how?! You c-can't be out with your friends enjoying y-your life when you took away t-three whole years of my daughter's! T-three years, 4 months, and 12 d-days she spent, l-lying on the hospital b-bed! S-she just woke up after a-all this time and s-s-she can't even stand u-up..or talk...or s-smile...It's all your fault! You have the audacity to laugh and live your life as if you didn't do anything?! They should've put you behind bars!"
The lady's voice rang in her head over and over as she covered her ears in attempt to drown it out.
It's all your fault!
The tip of the metal blade felt cool against the heat of her skin. All it would take was just a tiny bit more pressure. Just a delicate push. It was weird. She wanted to cry at the top of her lungs, to release her pent up emotions, yet no tears slid down her cheek. Maybe this was a sign. A sign telling her to end it all right here and now.
Despite all these menacing thoughts looming in her head, Y/N couldn't bring herself to do anything. Was it because of Seraphina? John? Remi? Her mom? Her dad? All the people that fell victim of her gruesome beatings?
S/N...
With a frustrated, inaudible noise, she tossed the knife aside, burying her face into her knees.
Who am I kidding?
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Hours passed by until Y/N had to start getting ready for school. Due to her restless night, she knew today would be one of her bad days. Also known as the days where she was a depressed shit who didn't give a fuck about life anymore.
Switching her TV on, she hoped to see something funny to lift her mood up.
"Last night authorities found yet another dead body, this time in the town Wellston. The victim this time was 'Shatterstack,' another well known superhero. His body was found branded by a picture of a flame, EMBER's infamous logo. This follows EMBER's usual murder pattern: high-tier vigilantes. Reporters are wondering..."
You've got to be joking. Her mood only dampening. I just wanted to watch some Teen Titans man.
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A group of four mid tiers crowded Y/N, trapping her in an isolated corner of the school. She glared at them coldly, not an ounce of emotion in her eyes.
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