Return from Regret

'Why did I turn out like this? Where did it go wrong?'

A man was hanging on a wall. His hands were tied tightly with chains just like death was tying his neck. Every second felt like years to him. He had bruises all over his body. His jaw was dislocated. Blood was flowing from every part of his body. He was afraid that he will die but humorously he was not the least bit fazed by pain. He could tolerate this much pain as it was just a daily routine for him.

'How much time has passed since I started this? Am I finally going to fail and die?'

Thinking along these lines he opened his eyes which were closed the entire time.He was in a pitch black room. The darkness was familiar to him. He had lived most of his life in dark and dirty alley streets.

'I want to rest...'

His name was Martin. He was a commener and belonged to the so-called 'Great Kingdom of Estia'. He was a orphan, not from birth. It was more like he was made an orphan. He remebered sharing warm beds with his mother when he was a kid little more than 7 years old. His mother used to pickpocket in the daytime. If she didn't collect enough money to survive, she used to sell her body at night. Even though people thought it was dirty, but for 7 year old Martin she was her everything.

A dirty noble had taken fancy on her. He wanted her to be his concubine. He didn't want Martin being with her. He was planing to kill Martin and force her to stay with him. Martin had felt like he should go and strangle that man. That was the first time he had felt such wild emotion. He had been tainted by these emotions from the mere age of 7. Martin's mother had forced him to run away from there. Martin still remember what she told him at that time.

While being tied to chains he felt like he was hearing her mother voice. She repeated those same word's that she had told him "Are you angry? So what, what can you do by being sad? Yo don't have any power, no we don't have any power. We are vermins that noblems won't even care about. You want to take revenge? Then promise me that you'll grow, grow to be the most powerful man out there."

He had promised her that he'll be the most powerful man out there but he failed to do so. He had regrets. Lots of regret.He couldn't take revenge for his mother's death. He couldn't save his best friend. He watched people die. People who were precious to him died while saving him. They passed their lanters to him in hope that he could bring light. But he dispointed them. The dreams he had with them about light was dying in the dark.

"One, Two, Three.... FIRE.." said a vice in the dark.

Martin while reminiscing about the past was jolted awake. He saw a wooden stick planting right through his chest. He was not able to make head or tail of what it was. But in the next moment he felt gut wrenching pain. Then he figured out the identity of the stick. It was a arrow planted right through his chest. But that was not enough to kill him instantly. It will take quiet some time before he would die. He thought 'Ahh I have enough time to reminice more about past.'

Alas his wish was not heard and more arrows were planted right through his body. His already injured and hideous body was torn to pieces.

While dying the only thing with him was his regrets.

He was regreting and hoping for another chance secretly. And in the midst of feeling numerous emotion he died a pathetic death.

He opened his eyes again. Confused. He couldn't figure out where he was as it was dark.But in the next instance he saw light and heard a cry.

"Waaaaaahhhhhhh.....Uuuuhhhhaaa.."

He was confused but shortly he was shocked cause the cry was coming out of his mouth.

THE END