The beginning after the end

A young man was lying in a pool of blood, his stomach was full of bullet holes, cuts were covering his face, and his left arm was bending the wrong way. While the young man was lying in the pool of blood, a man with blonde hair was limping toward him, looking ready to murder him."

'Cold, it's cold, I need to move, I don't wanna die like this, it hurts, it hurts so much.'

Before the young man, had a chance to stand up, the blonde-haired man was on him. He began hitting the young man while screaming at him after beating him to a bloody pulp. He began calming down.

"Who the fuck are you."

The young man began coughing up blood before grinning crookedly and stabbing something into the man's heart. The man looked down to see a shard of glass sticking out of him.

"Your murderer, hahahahaha."

He dropped to the ground while the young man began grinning maniacally.

"another one bites the dust."

The young man's grin seemed to fade as he began to calm down.

'I'm not going to survive this, am I? Life is overrated, most of us spend our youth studying, just to work the rest of our lives, and if we're lucky, we'll be able to live a decent life free from work in our sixties. At least my death was interesting, I rushed into my little sister's classroom and got shot 3 times by a School shooter. Then I got up and tackled him into the window and fell 3 floors, and I still managed to kill the bastard. This is going to be an amazing story to tell. She has to tell this to her children.'

"I'm amazing hahaha."

As the young man closed his eyes for the last time in his life, he felt a heavenly light cover his body before being plunged into a cold darkness. It felt like he was drowning in the darkness, suddenly he could see a light, and the light began pulling him in he then felt himself being pushed out of some thick substance.

'Where am I? I can't see anything, everything is blurry.'

Orphanage worker POV:

-Knock-Knock-

'Who knocks at this ungodly hour?'

The man moved towards the door as he opened it he saw nothing as he was about to close the door he heard a cry. As he looked down he saw a baby with pitch-black eyes look back at him

"Did your parents abandon you? I mean you are kinda of ugly and creepy"

As he picked up the baby he saw a piece of paper with the name Khalid Aster written on it.

"An Arabic and Greek name huh, you're gonna get bullied a lot aren't you?