"Fuck!!"
A loud curse echoed through the hall as Mark's spewing started as soon as he walked out of the room.
His golden eyes shone fiercely as the images of his best friend and his girlfriend flashed in his mind.
BANG
"Motherfuckers!!" He cursed again, slamming the door open.
His breathing was ragged, his breath as hot as steam came out of his lungs, containing the seething anger inside.
His nerves stood on end as they pumped blood while his entire face turned red.
GRIT
He gritted his teeth as he remembered the mockery of his half-brother, "He planned all of this!"
He muttered, clenching his fists until they turned white. His heart, like a war drum, banged against his chest while sweat containing his fury, trickled down his brows.
He has decided, "I will get back at them! I will make their lives MISERABLE!!"
"FUCK!! THOSE MONGRELS!!" Mark continued to spew the anger within him, boiling like lava that was about to erupt.
His mind was clouded with the desire for vengeance while his whole body trembled with wrath.
He would tear their lives apart, piece by piece, until they cursed their mothers for opening their legs.
The atmosphere in the room became heavy with his rage; his entire being wanted to do something, something immediately.
CLICK
But before he could make any rash decisions, the room to his door opened, and Mark's mother and sister walked inside the room.
They both rushed toward him. Lara, Mark's big sister, wanted to hug him and console him, but like always, her mother beat her to it.
Mary, Mark's mother, tightly hugged her son; she could feel her son's raging heartbeat and his anger through his breath.
She bit her lip while small tears formed at the corner of her eyes. "I am sorry, baby!" She whispered, her voice thick with the guilt of being useless.
Mark's anger visibly calmed down as Mary tightened her hug, like a koala, desperately hanging to the tree.
He could feel the tears falling on his shoulders as she blamed herself for this.
His golden eyes flickered as they gained a moment of clarity. "Mom!" He whispered, his eyes trembling as sorrow that he hid behind the walls of vengeance and rage came gushing down his eyes.
"Mom!" He called her out as he hugged her back. His body shivered with relief as he got a chance to release his sorrow.
Lara watched her brother cry on their mother's shoulders. She understood what had happened for him to be this way.
'I should have warned him more!' She blamed herself as she clenched her jaw, grinding her teeth.
Mark continued to cry on his mother's shoulders, letting out his anguish and despair while hugging his haven.
Mary stayed silent until the end, only rubbing his back, trying to ease his pain. She knew how much he liked his girlfriend, and she had met the guy Thomas before. 'I should have been more observant!'
"I am okay now, Mom!" Mark whispered as he tried to pull away from her.
But Mary held him tightly as a sloth gripped the tree. "No, stay like this for a while!" She demanded.
"I am really okay now, Mom!" Mark said as he tried to pull away once again.
But his mother didn't let go, like a child hugging her favorite toy; she tightly held on to him, "No, this isn't for you, but for me! …So stay!" She demanded as she closed her eyes.
"Ugh!" Mark groaned as he rolled his eyes at his mother's antics. But then his eyes darted to his sister when he heard her chuckle.
Lara chuckled at her mother; she knew she could get childish sometimes and always found it funny.
Mark's eyes softened as he looked at his sister. He knew that things were hard for them too, 'I was selfish!' He cursed himself inwardly at his childishness.
'I am not the only one who is having problems, sis and mom have them too!' He muttered inwardly as he tightened his hug around his mother.
'They were always with me whenever I had a fit of rage! Even now…' His heartbeat increased as he continued his thought. 'Have I ever been there for them?'
TREMBLE
His entire body trembled as the realization dawned upon him: his mother, a woman who loved her children the most, 'She had to face her father every day, deal with stepmother, and also deal with societal pressure!'
His sister warned him again and again to stay away from his girlfriend, the woman he thought loved him, but he ignored her warnings and fought with her.
'I am really a stupid bastard!' He cursed himself as his heart welled up, not because of rage but because of the love he had for his mother and sister: 'I will protect them from now!'
His golden eyes shone with resolution as he clenched his jaw. 'I will make sure that no harm comes to them!'
Mark stayed silent for a while, letting his mother collect her thoughts before he said, "Mom, sis, I have to say something to you both!"
He pulled away from his mother and dragged her to his bed, where he made her sit before sitting beside her.
He looked over to his sister and patted her to his side.
Lara walked toward the bed and sat beside him, leaning her head on his shoulder, making a smile bloom on Mark's face.
"Let me tell you about the status page, what your classes mean and what you should do in the future!"
Mark began; he wanted to give them clarity about what he thinks has happened so that they wouldn't be surprised in the future.
Lara and Mary perked their ears as Mary too, leaned her head on Mark's shoulders,
'I never thought that his gaming addiction would help us one day!' Mary chuckled inwardly.
"Open your status pages; I will explain what I know." He said as he mumbled, 'Open Status!'
STATUS
Name: Mark Wood
Race: Human
Age: 20
Class: Mate Poacher
Level: 0
Exp: 0/10
STR: 2
VIT: 2
MP: 1
AGI: 1
INT: 3
Skills: Touch of Depravity (lvl 1), Appraisal (lvl 1)
Conditions:
1. Fuck your best friend's girlfriend in front of him!
Rewards: 5 Exp, +1 INT, +1 MP
2. Fuck your best friend's mom in front of him!
Rewards: 7 Exp, +1 MP, +1 STR
Mark's eyes shone as he looked at the blue screen floating in front of him.
'I will definitely get back at them!' He mumbled once again as he looked at his class.
Mary and Lara, too, opened their status and began to read the information on the screen.
They had understood most of it, as the status itself was easy to understand.
'Appraisal!' Mark mumbled, turning toward his mother.
His golden eyes glinted with a flash of light as the screen in front of Mary became visible to him.
STATUS
Name: Mary Wood
Race: Human
Class: Soul-Bard
Level: 0
Exp: 0/10
STR: 1
VIT: 2
MP: 2
AGI: 1
INT: 4
Skills: Ethereal Symphony (lvl 1) | Voice of the Forgotten (lvl 1)
Conditions:
1. Sing for 50 hours
Rewards: +4 Exp, +1 VIT
2. Sing for your loved one
Rewards: +6 Exp, +1 MP, +1 AGI
'Not bad!' Mark exclaimed as he looked at his mother's status, 'If she works hard, she can become deadly for our enemies!'
Mark's gaze lingered on her mother's status for a while, making sure he didn't see anything wrong.
His eyes then darted toward his sister's status page.
STATUS
Name: Lara Wood
Race: Human
Class: Priestess
Level: 0
Exp: 0/10
STR: 2
VIT: 2
MP: 2
AGI: 1
INT: 3
Skills: Healing (lvl 1) | Prayer (lvl 1)
Conditions:
1. Find the one to devote herself.
Reward: +10 Exp, +2 MP
'What the fuck!? What the heck is this condition!?' Mark's mind raced as he began to think about what her condition could mean.
'Find the one to devote herself to!?' He repeated the condition while looking at the screen, making sure that he had read it right.
'Wait!...' As he was thinking, realization dawned upon him, making his pupils dilate. His heart began to beat rapidly while his breathing quickened.
'Does that mean... she has to become a slave for someone!?'
But before he could even think of a single word, his mind ached.
"Ahhh!" He shouted as he clutched his head in pain, feeling as if someone had split open his skull with an axe.
"Mark, what happened?" His mother asked in worry as she held his shoulders.
But before Mark could answer, he felt as if the world was spinning before he closed his eyes, falling unconscious.
"MARK!!"