2 Chapter Two: The Beginning

Many say that one should not be afraid of death and should embrace it. Some people can find that to be true, in fact most people usually die without too many regrets if you were to think about it. But that's completely not applicable for Leon.

Hatred.

Pain.

Regret.

Hopeless.

Pretty much your very edgy teenager but for Leon these emotions are pretty normal. He'd worked so hard to provide for his sister, he loved his sister to the point one would call him a siscon.

But now she's dead and he watched it happen and was unable to do a single thing.

His father is sweating bullets at this point. 'F*ck it was a normal punch how could this happen?!?' he thought, then he looked at Leon for explanation.

"B-Brat how could she die?! IT WAS A WEAK PUNCH! I DIDN'T MEAN TO!"

'Didn't mean to' Huh? Did he hear that correctly? 'DIDN'T F*CKING MEAN TO?!?'.

Leon trembled with rage, it got to the point where he coughed up blood when he heard that. "DIDN'T FUCKING MEAN TO?!? SHE HAD CANCER!"

When the father heard this he was was shocked. His face turned pale. 'Escape! I need to leave right now!' thought the father. Then almost like a lightbulb lit up it his head he got an ingenious idea, or so it seemed to him.

"BRAT HOW DARE YOU TRY AND FRAME ME! YOU OBVIOUSLY KILLED HER! I'M CALLING THE COPS"

When Leon heard this he froze and proceeded to look at his sisters lifeless body. If you could see his face you'd tremble in fear.

'Kill'

'Kill him'

'He deserved it'

Leon had no idea he was slowly getting influenced by these words. He thought these were normal emotions he felt when in his kind of ordeal. Boy was he wrong. And soon enough he succumbed to these voices in his head, his eyes turned completely black, as you'd maybe see if someone got possessed by some kind of demon.

He slowly rose to his feet, head still drooped down so his eyes were not visible. He started walking towards the kitchen.

"Brat don't try to run away your fate is sealed when I call the cops." his father sneered as he thought Leon was trying to run away.

A few minutes later Leon returns with a kitchen knife in his hand. Note that his eyes were still not visible.

Once more his father sneered, "tsk, brat what do you think you can do to me with that blade huh?! With your weak and frail body you would be able to lay a hand on me."

If it was the regular Leon his words would hold much truth in them. But to bad for his it wasn't, or to be exact not completely him.

See Leon was still in control of his mind and body he was just getting influenced by some being he didn't know of at the time. But as he inched closer to his father his senses became heightened, his nervous system could see a tremendous boosts occuring, and his body almost looked like some kind of jade sculpture the way it shined.

Of course in the heat of the moment the father didn't notice a single thing wrong.

*FLASH*

Before he noticed Leon was gone. 'w-what? Where did he go? Are the drugs still in effect? Seriously wher-'

At that moment a burning sensation of pain overcame him as he screamed in anguish.

"AAHHHH"

He held the left side of his head which was bleeding and he was scared as his didn't know why it hurt and bled so much. Suddenly he felt it. His ear was... gone, completely detached from his head and now lying on the floor.

He screamed and screamed until he felt something else get cut. He fell to the ground holding his feet in pain. The Achilles Tendon on both his feet had been cut. He screamed even louder almost turned coo-coo from the amount of pain he was feeling as he was not accustomed to pain to such an extent.

He looked up and saw a figure standing in front of him, it was Leon. He looked up and froze, he started trembling and completely stopped screaming. He saw his eyes, Leons eyes which looked like the pits of hell themselves. He felt as if his soul was getting sucked in and feared he might die.

" P-pp-p-please I di- AHHHHHH" before he could finish he lost a hand, the left to be exact.

Truth be told Leon before today had only wielded a knife whenever he attempted to cook a meal or something to eat for his cute and sick sister. He had never used a knife to cut anyone before, hell he'd never been in a fight.

But when he was using the knife he felt as if he had been fighting and using the knife to slay his enemies for years. And what happens when you get a combo like that? A master knife wielder the can cut whatever he wanted and whenever he he wanted to cut it with precise accuracy.

For the next half an hour he had tortured and killed his father making him feel the most pain physically possible before his death, Leon had never felt so good.

Euphoria. The only word that can explain the waves of happiness that Leon felt after killing his father. But before he got to enjoy his feeling, sitting in his corner, everything went black, and not just for him but for everyone in the world.

This was the exact moment our protagonists died and began the story of an epic adventure in hopes of a brighter future.