1 PROLOGUE

Zero's Point Of View

I am Zero Del Mundo, an 18 years old Highschool Student and a disabled person. I was born with a Musculoskeletal Disability, a disability in which a person's skeletal and muscular structure growth was delayed. Thus, resulting into portions of DNA unevenly distributed that caused a baby's body being malformed. In my case the left part of my body was thinner than the other side, limbs that were shorter than that of my right limbs.

A very pitiful situation isn't it but that's in the past now since I was not in that situation anymore.

Thinking about it right now. It was a peaceful sunny day that time. I was reading books at the library before that event happened. Given that I am a geeky introvert type of a guy. That place was really quiet that time, since there is a tiny number of teens in my age that is interested in reading books nowadays. They are more interested in playing mabile and online games and flirting like crazy than most of adults.

Sigh, my normie radar just can't stand them at all being so stylish just to impress the other party. Like what would you think of a passive loner guy type like myself. I was more interested other stuff like watching anime and read some stories than that of spending so much money for just some fancy clothes and wore it once a lifetime.

So I continue reading a story entitled "BIAG NI LAM-ANG" or "THE LIFE OF LAM-ANG". It is an Ilocano(a Filipino Native Peple mostly living in the upper areas of Luzon) folklore about a strange boy being born as a successor of being a chieftain from his father who that time fought in a battle between the other tribe and has never come home again. Then, the boy after being born could speak fluently with complete row of tooth. As he could already walk just a month after being born and as time pass by, the strange phenomena around that boy grows as he was accompanied by a magical Rooster And A Magical Dog and ventured to the forest to find the tribe who killed his father. Upon reaching the Age of Ten he found the tribe as they dance encircling his father's head in a pole. As his rage seeing the event he challenge all of them but they underestimated him being a boy and laughed at him as his Anger bursted more.

He massacred them all torturing the very chieftain resulting into him being feared as a young warring hero.

I closed the book and looked at the window.

"It is a very unusual disturbing story but a really interesting one". I said thinking how could they thought about a story like this one. It really is a very unsettling that the character was 10 year old boy annihilated an entire tribe in his own. "Well if this is a true story I'm sure that his descendants could have inherited his power". I thought in my mind thinking that there could have bern a real event that the Godfather's who spoke o f this story was based on.

Just like how a Parrot can say a word it has just recently heard. After being satisfied at reading that story, I decided to sleep for a moment. I could not think of anything else since the school has a program even though it was for a silly project they woud not let any student to go home so even if I want to I just can't. I hate being in a crowded place so atleast I can relax for the moment and forget everything.

But before I can even close my eyes an earthquake happened that I immediately take cover under the desk and duck as cover my head. After some time the shaking stop but my heart was pounding heavy and fast beats that my breathing increased from the panic attack. A thing like this happening for a disabled person like me was a very bad occurence even if it is a Natural Phenomenon. I am at the very edge of disadvantages.

Given that I was a loner in a place where a slightest chance of anybody coming is very unfortunate. As I was being burdened by my own body I fastly as I could to walk into the door. Walking in a very unbalanced position I tried my hardest to step.

I made into the door but a problem has then arrived again. The door can not be opened because of it being built with high technology.

In times like this for it to malfunction from just being shaken. As I thought this is a big risky situation for a person like me to be involved. The only chance for this to open is for a person outside to open it up so I shouted.

"Can anyone here me!!!, Please! Open Up I'm Stuck here!!!?". I asked in a loosened voice since I was reserving energy to move, shouting also involves consuming an amount of it. Now it was wasted because nobody heard me, its very hopeless. Everyone surely abandoned the building and I was here in the third floor weakening in a room where help would never even expect that there was a needy person in here. Am I that being loved that much by misfortune? I guess I was. Is this what it means to be in an event called tight spot.

I cried silently and murmured "Am I going to die here and now?". Hopelessly giving up as my saddest and happiest moments of my life flashed in my mind. "Is this a near death realization or something?" I said realizing that there are so many painful things I haved endured all this time. Being born with a disability, not knowing my parents because I am an orphaned child. Being bullied everyday because I was different from them.

"I Were Given A Second Life, Can I Live To The Fullest Without Any Barrier That Prevents Me Of Achieving It"

I wished as I draw my very last breathe