Orphaned Boy

Yuuto trudged through the forest, his heart heavy and his mind consumed with thoughts of revenge. He was just a boy, orphaned and alone in the world without a home, family, or friends. The only thing that gave him purpose was his burning desire to avenge his village and bring justice to those who had destroyed it.

As he walked, his thoughts drifted to memories of his village, where he had grown up and spent every day of his life. He remembered the warmth of the sun on his face, the smell of fresh flowers in the air, and the sound of laughter and joy filling the streets. It was all gone now, replaced by the cold, cruel world around him.

His eyes swelled with tears as he thought about his parents, who had been brutally murdered by the bandits. They had never hurt anyone in their lives, always choosing kindness and compassion above all else. And yet, they had been killed like animals, their bodies left to rot in the dirt.

Yuuto's anger grew with each passing moment. He wanted to lash out, to scream and rage against the injustice of it all. But he knew that he had to control himself, to focus his energy on becoming stronger and exacting revenge.

He clenched his fists, feeling the muscles in his arms tensing as he held back his emotions. He knew that he had to be patient, to wait for the right moment to strike. But it was hard, so hard, to keep his anger and sadness at bay.

For hours, Yuuto walked through the forest, his heart heavy with grief and rage. He thought about all the things he had lost, about the life he could have lived if the bandits had never come. But he also thought about his dreams, about his desire to become the king of demons and rule over the world with power and authority.

As he walked, Yuuto vowed to himself that he would never give up, that he would never let the bandits get away with what they had done. He would become stronger, more powerful, and more skilled than anyone else in the world. And then, he would strike back with all his might.

With a deep breath, Yuuto wiped away his tears, straightened his back, and took the next step forward. He didn't know where his journey would take him, or what kind of challenges he would face along the way. But he knew one thing for sure: he was not alone, and he would never give up on his quest for justice.