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*Void*

Void by itself wasn't endless empty darkness nor was it pure nothingness it was more apt to call it an infinite expanse. There wasn't anything mind-breaking like quantum space found in the Marvel universe from my point of view it was just cosmic space with many, many stars and every one of them was too far for me to even try getting close to it.

"So that's it? huh" - were my exact thoughts at the moment. I have spent years here, thinking about my past, trying to get closer to any of the stars around me but without any result.

When it comes to my life, it took me only a few months(or so I think) to review all of my memories and I came to the conclusion that I had lived a very unfulfilling life. It was quite right to say that before death I lived for sake of living. In my entire life, I didn't care for anything aside from my family.

First 12 years of my life were quite good, I had an almost normal childhood and caring parents I said almost because I didn't have much chance to meet with kids around my age but I couldn't do anything about it, we were constantly traveling, by the time I was 12 I have already been on every continent on earth, met various people and seen things other people wouldn't have ever seen.

It was really great time, hearing every now and then prise from my parents, they liked to call me their little genius which came mostly from how fast I learned different languages. Welp, only by learning new languages I could talk with new people that I met every few months.

This all ended a month or two before my 13th birthday, my mom died, dad told me that it was an old disease that killed her and I believed him.

The death of my mother changed dad, he was far more serious in everything he did, and in turn, he also became way stricter on me. Training that ranged from learning basic manners(savoir vivre), thought CQC practice and science learning till bachelor level till infiltration, information gathering, misinformation, and finally black ops operations. Everything started as just a game but looking at it now he like everyone else just used me as means to his own end.

This training continued for 5 years, last year it got particularly hellish when dad(yes I'm still calling him that) saw that I'm mentally ready he started to push my body to human limits and it wouldn't be that bad with the training I have got till now it's just that after accomplishing it in just 6 months time he set his eyes on higher, whats higher then maximum strength, speed, reaction human can get? Anything that surpasses the human level.

It was bad, really freaking bad, my world wasn't one of fantasy or extremely advanced science or so I thought. He used some 'connections' and offered me as a test subject to one which looked extremely close to succeeding. Genetic manipulation, extreme training to break through human limits, and keeping me alive through accelerated healing which worked by speeding up the aging process of cells and finally implanting in my brain something like a supercomputer to control me. They could just write a single line of code for me to kill the president. That was what happened in as little as 6 months.

I can be sure that by end of it I wasn't sane at all.

I still remember how relieved I was when I saw my 'father' after these 6 hellish months, and how disappointed I was when he didn't even hug me and just turned to a scientist and asked about my status like I was just a thing.

//Flashback//

"Is it read?"

"Most definitely Sir, although results aren't as good as we predicted he currently has the strength of 5 peak humans and that's almost 2,5 tones of force not to mention that he constantly has such strength, it doesn't harm him and in a really dangerous situation Sir can order it to turn off limiters and access strength of almost 6 tonnes! Be careful though, its body cannot bear such adrenaline rush for extended durations"

"Good, no great but there is a more pressing question, is he obedient to orders?"

At this point all I saw was red, this was the first time I was about to kill someone from pure rage. If I could that is.

"Of course sir, the chip can control him aside from giving him bonuses, its set to voice command right now"

My father just smiled and this was literally my breaking point, 'if not for an order to stand there' I was cursing the chip inside my head.

"Finally, finally Emily will be able to rest in peace"

'Mother?'

My 'father' suddenly broke down and started crying, what's more, that sick bastard who tortured me for the last six months started to console him. Something about sacrifices, it was worth waiting 5 years for revenge etc.

//Flashback End//

It was my 18th birthday when 'father' gave me a mission to track and kill people behind my mother's death. Though he did a mistake saying 'using any means necessary' although it didn't allow me to kill him or something similar I simply set him up as bait without any intention to help him.

I can easily say that the only things in my life that are my own are memories and rules by which I'm choosing to live. It's not the decalogue or something the rules I created for myself are an evolved version of 'Eye for an eye' and 'Equivalent exchange'. Basically, fuck everyone's standards, someone is trying to kill me? I might just kill him without even thinking about it. Trading humans is bad? Welp, okay but everything has a price. Pretty neutral if u ask me.

As twisted as it is I took the life of my father because he send me to hell for 6 months but I didn't hunt down crazy scientists because only thanks to them I'm this strong. Welp only a few particularly cruel died by my hand but hey that's the balance, isn't it?

Anyway, after all this, I was left with the mission, and I did it. I managed to avenge my mother but quite unfortunately I was cursed. Yeah, a guy who believed that in his world there is no magic or advanced tech got genetically modified, implanted AI chip and cursed, quite irony right?

(A/N: not really)

The curse was ridiculous, I couldn't kill myself and couldn't use any abilities above human level.

Yeah as it turns out people who killed my mother were from something called Brotherhood of Balance and had their own sick rules. I got cursed literally in the final battle, after eradicating every other base they had a genius idea that I should be human again because it's them who caused my pain, they sacrificed the entire base in ritual and put a curse on me. Really great times.

I managed to live till my 30th birthday, without any people in my life, only work and the internet.

Nothing could catch my interest when I just wanted to die but I couldn't so I threw myself into the world of fiction.

During my 30th birthday was the first time I smiled after my mother's death, I saw a legendary Truck-sama running at me at full speed. I even got my hopes up but my curse forced me to dodge this reincarnation ticket.

I just closed my eyes and started crying if there was anything I wanted more than death it was a second chance and I felt like I just lost one of them.

During my walk home to my own very private wilderness, something unthinkable happened.

I saw another truck! This one literally jumped out of a bush and drove straight through me!!'

It was too fast to react, Truck just hit me and even though it didn't kill me instantly and it took a while to bleed out, this situation put a smile on my face.

After all, even if it was only 1/100000000000000000000000000000^100000000000000, there existed a chance I might be able to live again.

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