A miserable old man (1)
One day before, in a cemetery near the city who will be invaded by monster.
There was a man in front of two damage grave. He wore a black suit and have in his right hand a bottle of alcohol. He was tall and he got a strong build. This man was alone in this old and abandoned cemetery. He seems to be in is fifty, his eyes were blue and he have black hairs that start to turn white. He was looking at the names write into the graves. He looked sad, at the verge of crying. If someone was here, he could smell a strong smell of alcohol coming from the man. It's probably because the old man was drunk. His glance seems empty, as if he lost everything and don't want to live anymore. The man's name was Warren. Warren Durran. And Warren was here because it was the day that his brothers were dead. It was there that they were buried, in this cold and abandoned cemetery. Warren stays up during 2 hours fixing the graves without saying anything. He only took sip in his bottle from time to time.
It's really the person people worship as they hero, start to wonder Warren. It's really what I've become. A miserable man that loses everything in his life that he holds dear. I choose to become a hero because I believed that my brother could live in peace and be happy in the future. At the end they died, not killed by monsters but by humans. It's because of me, because of what we should call our family. I became a hero and because of this my grand-father kill them. I sigh. So, I kill him but my brothers weren't back, and I became alone. I take a sip and sigh again. My bottle is almost empty. It's sad. After that I remembered, few years later, what my brothers often said. That I should live my life, fall in love and having children. But it was too late. At that time, I was seen has hero, and they were a lot of nasty people around me. Because I'm strong mosquito try to use me to gain profit. Ultimately humans are bind by profit. The people that I think like friend weren't and it was the same thing for the girl I loved. I hate humanity. More than monsters. Sometimes I think of betraying humanity and destroy it. Because it didn't let me be happy. Because it forced me to be a hero. However, I don't I think could swap life with someone else. I'm now alone it's true but I moved forward. Now I'm miserable but I try to stop people to go to this path. I kill monster and will kill them until my last breath. I live lot of things and I really don't people live the same things. I think my brothers would agree with me.
Suddenly my phone vibrates in my jean pocket. I took my phone and see a rescue signal. There is an attack at the nearby city. I sigh. I guess I need to go. I decided to exit the cemetery and when I was out, a car was waiting in front of the cemetery. It was to send me in battle. Sometime I think something is weird. The vehicle always arrives at the perfect time. It's as if the government know when monster attack...
It's probably because they keep an eye on me and are ready for anything in case of emergency like this one. I get into the car and prepare for the fight.