Will To Live
Walking towards the warehouse would start the spiral of change for me, I was curious but scared. If there was really something bad happening I could always just call the police. Little did I know, there would be no point in doing so.
I looked around for an entrance to get inside, I found a door in the back. It was locked, but it looked like I could just break the door and get in. So, I found a steel pipe nearby and used it to break the lock that was keeping the door in shut. It took surprisingly little force. I cautiously navigated my way through the factory. I was trying my best to be quiet like it was some sort of stealth game or mission.
I heard the sound of someone choking coming from the room right next to mine. I managed to find a hole in the wall separating the rooms and looked through. There was a middle-aged man on the ground. He appeared to have claw marks on his chest and looked like he was about to die. This sight made me feel disgusted. I felt like I was about to throw up. Being on the internet, you experience a lot of stuff. Something happening right in front of you is completely different. I was wanting to go in there and help him, but what I heard next completely changed my mind.
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Laughing, that's right laughing. This isn't some type of horror novel right? I'm an ordinary kid, who just happened to wander into a murder scene after trying to go home. One might say "Run in there and fight them! Be a hero and save him!" I would if I was a boxer or something, but I'm not. I tried to back away slowly only to end up tripping just like every other person in a horror movie. While falling, I coincidentally hit a loose metal pole that just so happened to be old which fell over causing a loud ringing sound.
"Oh~ is someone there" said a feminine voice from the other room.
I tried to move but I couldn't. It was like I just had a staring contest with the Gorgon Medusa. I heard her start to get closer to me. She probably wouldn't want to bargain with me and fighting was not one of the options. If she has killed a lot of people, she most likely has a lot of experience. That's when I saw her. An adult woman with long black hair and arrogant look.
"Oh, what brings a cute boy like you here?" She asked me with a curious tone.
"I - I came here because I like to explore abandoned places." Hajime said while distressed and frightened.
"Sorry kid, I can tell you're lying. Don't worry though, you wouldn't have gotten out of here alive anyway." The women said as she started to morph into a disturbing amalgamation of different parts, like a chimera.
"Since you are going to die here anyway, I might as well tell you what is happening. My name is Viser and I am a devil." She said
I was in disarray. My entire life was crumbling all around me. I realized that everything I know was a lie. If devil's are real, what else is? That means Christianity is real, and if so why isn't an angel coming to help me? Don't they have an eternal rivalry against each other? I was pulled back into reality by her now monstrous voice taunting me.
"Did you fall in love with me?" Viser taunted.
All of a sudden, she started massaging her breasts and moaning? Wait what. That isn't what is supposed to happen. Isn't she supposed to monologue how she pities me, while saying its someone's fault? I was thinking about that until my left arm started to burn.
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What is happening?
What did I do to deserve this? My arm was melting. It hurts.
It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts. It hurts.
I don't deserve this. I may lie occasionally but I never did something to warrant this. I don't want to die.
I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die. I don't want to die.
My legs wouldn't move so I had to crawl. Was this my fate, would no one come to help me.
"Let's play a game shall we, after all prey won't taste good without a sense of accomplishment. I'll give you a minute. 60-59-58," The demon said while counting down.
I crawled, and crawled until I found a place that looked like it could barely fit me. if this was the only way that I could survive, then so be it. it was a concrete pipe. Most likely from a construction project that got cancelled. I started crawling, just when I was about to get to a good spot. It got worse, a sharp line of concrete was sticking out. I didn't realize it while entering. My feet were still sticking out and I had to push forward, otherwise I would die. I pushed onward even at the cost on of my right eye. With all this pain my mind started to race. What would mom and dad think? Could I have gotten a girlfriend? I'm not a cat, curiosity shouldn't be the death of me.
"Where are you?" I heard her yell.
My arm... the pain is killing me. I can't bear the pain anymore. I realized something.
"Ahh... I want to die." Hajime whispered.
Let me die. I can't die... Let me die fast. Can't die yet... I don't have the will to live anymore.
I realized, I want to live. To be pushed to this extent. Why I was struggling. It was to just 'live' as they would call it.
Fuck it. Fuck helping others. Fuck it all. If its to survive, I will do whatever it takes. If I have to kill whoever gets in my way. Then so be it, if your my enemy I will kill you.
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Narrator Pov:
This event would cause the hardening of his resolve. A broken heart dropping into metal, reformed and hit until perfection. "Demon King," a title he would attain in the future due to his actions and ruthless personality.
While the process of tempering his will, a spider was lurking inside the pipe. It was curious and decided to check out what was inside its nest. It walked over his hair and was on top of his mouth.
CHOMP
Gone, like a person falling into the stomach of an elder god. This was the first time Hajime would take a bite out of a monster and a show of his will.
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Hajime Pov:
Trash, that's what an uncooked spider tastes like. He wanted to spit it out, but he couldn't. it would make too much noise. He had to swallow. However, he could feel his consciousness drifting. The adrenaline was wearing off, is this the end?
"Ugh, what's that fecal smell," he heard Viser say from a distance.
"Viser you wretch," Hajime heard from a familiar voice. He couldn't pinpoint who. Could they be here to rescue him.
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