Chapter 1:Broken

Looking at my sect member looking at me with a face of jealous and telling me to leave her alone.

For as long as i can remember people always pick on me because of my face. Been born beautiful and having a cute face that attract the opposite gender is what most guys dream of and consider a blessing but in my case i consider it a curse been born beautiful and weak. if it is possible to give up my face in exchange for power i wouldn't think twice about it and gladly accept it for i see no cause in having a beautiful face and been born with a weak body into this world where the strong rules and weak are forced into doing whatever the strong wants, this world which is ruled by the law of the jungle.

standing up and checking my body to find for any broken bones when theyve left is process have gotten used to. it is said ,beings when inflicted to a certain range of torture the body adjust to it and brain shuts the nerve system so as to reduce the load on it and keeps the being sane .