Prologue Pt.0.1 Start of Everything

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A New Fanfiction, for Prologue there are gonna be at 4 Chapters.

*Boy= MC

*Woman = His Mother

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"Why me?" A hoarse voice echoed throughout the dimly lit cave, but no answer came, only the eerie silence that seemed to mock him.

"Why did things turn out like this?" He questioned himself, the words hanging heavy in the air.

"When did this start?" The voice quivered with a sense of despair, memories rushing back like a torrential flood.

The scenes of his life, the ones where everything had gone horribly wrong, flashed before his mind.

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As far as his earliest memories he could remember were filled with rejection and abandonment.

...

In a dimly lit room, a woman lay on a bed, her tiredness could be seen in her expression.

Yet, despite her exhaustion, her eyes remained fixated on the Child beside her, the intensity of her gaze made wonder about the thoughts that were going in her mind.

"Uwaaaa," Not long after, the Child woke up and let out a cry.

Concerned and perplexed by the sudden outburst, the woman turned to a nearby Nurse.

"Nurse, is something wrong with my child?" she asked with a mix with confusion and curiosity.

The Nurse glanced at the young mother, she noticed the woman's young age, barely in her early twenties.

A warm smile appeared on the Nurse's face, reminding about her own experiences of becoming a mother for the first time.

"The child is hungry; you should feed him milk," the Nurse suggested,

Upon hearing this, the woman's gaze returned to the Child, looking at the little one for a few moments before bringing the baby closer and offering him milk.

The Nurse's smile, she looked at the innocent bond between mother and child. The scene warmed her heart.

However, a nagging feeling lingered in the back of the Nurse's mind.

Something seemed off, but she couldn't quite put her finger on it. Something bad is about to happen.

After ensuring the baby's feeding session was over, she examined the child once more time before quietly stepping away, thinking what is it making her likes that.

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A few Years has Passed,

In a small and dimly lit room, a child could be seen engrossed in play with a few scattered toys.

The room was simple and with very few furnitures, lacking a bed or any other items one would expect to find in a typical living room.

It was only lit up by the rays of sunlight coming through the windows. the only way, to see clearly.

The child Appears to be a 7-year-old with black hair and eyes, had a petite frame that made him look younger than his actual age.

His slight build and lack of muscle hinted at that, perhaps he wasn't fed up properly. His face looked sunken, also suggesting he might not have eaten well in the past few days.

The silence was filled within the room, there was something eerie about this room making anyone uncomfortable.

The only sound audible was that of the toys, the child's was playing with.

//Tak// //Tak//

Suddenly, a woman barged into the room, startling the child. There was no door for her to stop he. The woman, seems to be around her thirties, scanned the room briefly before her gaze landed on the child.

She had a cold look on her face, as she looks at him.

Approaching the child, the looked frightened and confused expression, looking at the woman face he instinctively shrink back.

The child's eyes show a sense of horror, as if he expected something terrible might happen.

The boy trembled in fear at the sight of the woman, and it was clear that she had a history of mistreating him.

The environment of the room, and the child suggested that he had endured past abuse at the woman's hands.

As she was just a few steps away from him.

//Slap//

Without warning, the woman raised her hand and delivered a sharp slap, the sound echoing through the empty room.

The force of the blow knocked the weak child sideways, and he slid on the cold floor.

"What are you doing, you little bastard? Didn't I tell you to clean this house before I came back? And don't you dare start crying again. I hate seeing that face of yours," she shouted.

"Here I'm working my ass off to earn money, while you waste your time playing with toys all day."

"Talk about being an ungrateful child. Go start cleaning, and if I catch you playing or leaving a speck of dust, you know what might happen," she threatened, her words shows anger and frustration within her.

The boy remained curled up on the floor, clutching his cheek where the slap had left a red mark of entire palm.

Blood trickled from his mouth, and tears streamed from his eyes, as the pain he felt at the moment, no matter how many times he got slapped or beaten, it always hurt.

"...m..o…th…e..r…"

"I'm...So...rry..."

A soft, trembling whisper escaped the boy's lips as he struggled to hold back tears, fearful of his mother's wrath.

The woman who had just hit him was none other than his own mother. Suppressing the urge to sob uncontrollably, he cried quietly, not wanting to provoke her further.

After a while, he managed to regain some composure and began cleaning the house.

His small size prevented him from reaching certain places, so he climbed onto a nearby chair to reach higher spots.

"What are you doing?"

The woman's voice cut through the air, followed by a loud voice.

//Bang//

she kicked the chair, causing him to lose balance and fall to the ground.

"Are you that stupid? You can't even do this? You've dirtied my chair. Can't you even handle basic cleaning," she shouted again at him.

"I....I... already... cleaned....that."

The boy stammered, trying to explain that he had already cleaned the spot, but his words fell on deaf ears.

"Huh, Are you lying to me now, how am I able to see some of the dust there, did you even clean it Properly? if you don't clean properly forget about the dinner tonight. clean this again, I will check again if I found you haven't done proper cleaning, forget about Tomorrow food too."

//Crack//

But always keeping eyes on the boy, when he made mistake, she pointed out any speck of dust or unclean area, making him clean repeatedly until she felt satisfied.

"Look, There you missed a spot; there's still some dust leftover there... and that too..."

She continuously made demands went on, and the boy had no choice but to keep cleaning until the Woman felt satisfied.

Later that day,

The doorbell rang, and the boy was about to go answer it when his mother abruptly rushed to the door.

She rushed there to see a young Man, with many tattoos all over his body, dyed hair.

The boy looked at the man, Seeing the strange man suddenly coming inside the house, and then suddenly talking with him made him frightened.

He must be one of those male, that this woman would bring.

"Hey!" That man, leaning forward kissing the Woman.

"Hn~" while kissing, thing's started to get heat up soon between them, the man's hand moved around every nook and cranny of the woman's Body.

But before that happened, the woman pulled herself back.

"Come inside first, we can have our fun. in the room" she said seducing the man, as she jiggled her ass, the male's eyes following her.

"Pardon my intrusion," saying this he entered inside the house, as he looked around inside his eyes and fell on the kid.

"Whose kid is that,"

"Don't mind him much, he is useless, let's go." Ignoring the boy, she said.

"Aww, kid did your father went to get milk,"

"Don't worry, I already bought milk with me, I will fill your 'mother' with it, hahahahaha."

"Haha very funny, let's see how much milk you're gonna give," grabbing his arms he started to drag inside one of her rooms, before looking at the sight of the kid.

"Why don't we take him with us too," the woman said, with a smirk on her face.

"And you don't mind?"

"Just do what I say,"

"Come inside, see what I will do with 'your mother'."

And soon enough, the sound of moaning echoes throughout the whole mansion.

This was a normal occurrence, he had to watch the sight, whatever that woman was doing with the man, not understanding what's happening.

However he felt afraid, he didn't have courage to leave or speak.

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