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A GOOD MAN
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    LECTURES 236
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  • WpPart
    Chapitres 11
  • WpHistory
    Durée 2h 18m
En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement août 07, 2024
Ambitious, hardworking, stubbornly adamant, Ikhwan had all the tools to succeed. However, day by day, year by year, failure after failure, he was yet to look into the mirror, and genuinely say that he was proud of himself. The big question: who was he? What was he? The answer was never clear. Many a time he tried to answer it, but it would turn out to be wrong. Follow Ikhwan, in his journey of self-discovery, on a story meant to teach the reader about life, the hardships that come with it, and acceptance of self, with all one's flaws.
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The final, searing sting of humiliation was the last grain of sand in an hourglass of torment. For Hiroki, it wasn't just a feeling; it was the key to a cage of a monster sleeping he didn't know that existed. The world, once a vibrant tapestry of colors and sounds, shattered into a mosaic of broken glass, each shard reflecting a distorted, hateful face. The laughter of his tormentors echoed not just in his ears, but in the marrow of his bones, a vile symphony that awakened something ancient and ravenous within him. It was a hunger that had been dormant, fed on the bitter meals of every insult and failure. Now, it roared to life. This wasn't a human anger; it was a primal, monstrous thing, a beast forged in the abyssal darkness of his subconscious. It gnawed at the edges of his sanity, its voice a gravelly whisper promising retribution, not just for the present moment, but for a lifetime of pain. The world went silent, then it began to change. His skin stretched taut over muscles that swelled and bulged, a grotesque parody of strength. Veins, black as spilled ink, snaked across his body, pulsing with a terrible energy. His hands, once clumsy and hesitant, curled into talons that yearned to rend and tear. His teeth sharpened, his jaw dislocating with a sickening pop as his mouth widened into a rictus of silent fury. His eyes, once a soft brown, became twin pools of molten gold, burning with an unholy light. In their depths, there were no tears, no fear, only the chilling reflection of the monster he was becoming. The boy, Hiroki, was gone, his consciousness a tiny, trapped bird in a body that was no longer his own. It was a vessel for the beast, and the beast, born of his choices and his pain, was finally free. Its first act would be to show them all that the consequences of their cruelty were not theirs to bear alone, but would be shared by everyone who had ever stood by and watched. A Monster is Born. He is Coming
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