CHAPTER 2: The suffocating

" Son, you will become a good man... You're born under the star of Greatness..." A middle-aged man said with a bright smile and he looked very manly, his appearance looked very serious but a serious smile suited him.

".Dad! I know it. I will become a son that you can be proud of... " A kid who's age around 5 years old replied with a proud tone and his face looked naughty.

" Hahaha...This is my son. " A middle-aged man lifted up the kid and the kid had an extremely bright smile. It looked like a very beautiful memory.

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"..Dad..Dad.... No... " Naung woke up from the beautiful dream and his eyes leaked tears continuously, he could feel pain from his heart. It was like his heart stopped working and the pain was too much for him mentally.

" A Dream...Huh? " Naung muttered while looking at the surroundings and he was on the rough ground. There were a lot of small mud ponds and the sunlight didn't come to him straight even though it was already morning because he was under the bridge and he was no collection of memories that how did he end up here.

"..Yesterday, I was stabbed... " Before he finished his words, he immediately stood up. He checked his body. He was currently under the bridge and he didn't know how did he end up here but he remembered that he fell from the alley and fell on the ditch. Luckily, these ditches were abandoned a long time ago and used as the place to throw the trashes.

" Fuck..What the fuck is going on? " Naung muttered and he looked at his hands. His hands were covered with the blood that was already dried on his hands and he moved to his chest. There was dried blood but there were literally no wounds or stabs.

" What in the name... " Naung was completely speechless and a weird feeling assaulted to his body. It was a mix of fear and unbelievable feelings. It was very hard to accept and he used the mud water, removed the blood from his chest.

" What the fuck is going on? " Naung muttered and his tone showed the his mind was in the process of trying to comprehend this moment.

" Ahh. .. " He could feel a headache and his mind was already overheating a lot. No matter how much, he tried to tell yesterday's event was hallucinations. There was a lot of evidence like his clothes which had stabbing holes and his hands which were covered with blood. Lastly, the pain. He could still feel the pain of stabs and the feeling of death was hard to forget.

" I definitely died. It was scary and feeling of helpless. .... " He looked at his eyes and his body shivered in fear when he thought about the death. He would never forget that feeling and that feeling was paved into his bones. It was only darkness and nothing else.

" Fuck! " Naung shouted from his lung and he stopped thinking, he took off his shirt as he stood up and he started to walk toward the alley.

He climbed into the alley and he saw his broken phone on the ground. It looked like it was dropped after he was stabbed the third time. There was blood on his phone and he looked at the screen, there were a lot of missed calls. The time was 6:30 am and it was still early.

" Shit! Mom is gonna kill me. " Naung muttered and his phone was covered with mud from his hands.

" Sigh! What a shitty day... " Naung stopped talking and he immediately held his jaws, he felt uncomfortable feeling while speaking or moving his mouth. He didn't notice that at first because he was too focused on his yesterday's event.

" ...Holy Shit. " Naung shouted again with the notable voice while looking at his teeth through his phone's black screen. He saw his teeth changed into fangs and they were not big but they looked very sharp. Luckily, his incisors didn't change that much but his other teeth had visible changes.

" Sigh! I don't know anymore...For now, let's go home and sleep. Skip the jobs. " Naung muttered and he started walking direction of his home. He looked very cautious to his surroundings even though it was daylight hours.

It took his around half an hour to reach his home and his home was two-floor building which made with the woods. It looked very beautiful and had a nice garden in front of the house.

Naung's mother was waiting in front of the house and her eyes were closed while holding mala beads. Her mouth was moving and it looked like she was praying the prayers.

" Mom.. " He called to her and her mother looked toward him. She opened the door of fences and she looked at Naung with a worried face.

" Mom..I'm fine. Don't cry... " Naung said with a smile and his mother started to leak the tears. She was afraid of to lost her dear son and she didn't have asleep all night, she had been praying the prayers.

" M...mom is glad.. " His mother replied with a crying tone and she looked very miserable. She hugged her son tightly and she was short compared to Naung's height. She was only 158 centimeters and she looked very old. Her age was around 56 years old and her hair was already turning into the white. Her face looked chubby and her body looked normal size.

" Mom..I'm really ok.." Naung said with a smile and his mother's hands wandering around the body. Checking out his body that he was ok or not.

" What happened. You look like an homeless person. What happened to your shirt? Why are you covered with mud and why your body has a stinking smell? Why..." His mother continuously asked the questions in the speed of light as Naung took a defeat in the silence.

" Mom..I am fine. I fell into the groove and I was passed out. " Naung lied with a smile and how could he say the truths to her mom.

" You..You shitty brat.. " His mother immediately hit with her palms and Naung immediately run into his house.

" Sigh!..." He sighed again and if sights took the lifespans, he would already be an old man.

" Huh!... " Naung felt the suffocating feeling and sat on the cold floor in naked. He already took off every of clothing and put it into the buckets.

Suddenly, his ears picked up the sound from the neighbors and his nose picked up a lot of smells. His eye vision of broader increased a lot of and it was a very weird feeling. Also, his vision increased a lot and he could even see the moment of ants from the corner of the room.

"..Stopp.." Naung hit his head and lied on the cold floor. The pain assaulted his brain and it was not external pain. He felt the pain from the core of his brain. It looked like his brain was trying to adjust the moments and it looked like expanding for newly gained abilities.

Naung groaned on the cold floor for 15 minutes and he felt exhausted a lot like he ran two straight whole days. His body was very tired and his eyes became heavy as he stood up every strength that he could gather, went toward his room. He didn't want to see his mother's pained face and he entered into his room as he immediately passed out on the ground.

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