Two types of peoples exist in the world: the winners who take and the losers whose things get taken. This is a story of a boy that cursed fate and damned his world while on the verge of death. Abused by his father and having lost his mother he had no more bindings left to that cruel world. However, is death really the salvation he so long desired? Should he accept being erased just like that? Is it destined for him to float aimlessly in oblivion or does fate have other plans for him? Hey guys, it's my first published story in like forever so I appreciate any helpful comments about how to improve it. Also, the fact if me being a student will affect the frequency of my updates but I will try to update every Friday for you guys. Thus I apologize before hand if I couldn't update frequently, I hope you understand. Well that about covers it; hope you enjoy your reading 😁. Disclaimer: I don't own the cover art or really any of the illustrations. I repeat, I absolutely do not own the cover art or illustrations.