I was so shocked, he was working for Master. He told I’ll get stronger, it was true. Why did he wanted me to be so scared and to make me suffer. I was truly scared every time i saw that shadow but accepted the challenge. I took him by surprise this time. He told me everything, I was fuming.
I threatened him, if you are lying I’m gonna kill you I’m warning you damn perve!
He said he wasn’t sacred of death and that a new one would take his place, he even told me that I wouldn’t dare to kill a man at my age I grew up. It took me 4 years to over power this man. I was 10 years old I took the knife from his hands and killed him. I stabbed him at least 20 times or maybe less but it felt like a lot. I wanted him to die and to suffer like he made me suffer. I was taking revenge. I lost again a new part of innocence we have at that age. I wasn’t scared anymore. I had courage and I was ready to kill to survive.
When I got home, Master denied everything of course. I couldn’t over power him, he was strong, really strong. He didn’t scare me but I wouldn’t dare getting closer to him. At that age, I was still wondering why she married a new man. I didn’t really care but I was curious. He had a look in his eyes, that was cooling me down. He is like a asshole that I wish death every day of my life. Actually, it’s not alike, it is like this. I hate him so much. Real dad would’ve tell me that mom had been corrupted by this man.
Every time parents wanted me to go and get something at the store or the market I was ready to kill for the sake of my life. Every time those men were showing up I was beating the shit out of them. They deserved it. I was careless. It didn’t bother me anymore killing it was kind of a routine for me. After a year, I kept a knife on me to the market.
After 2 years like this, I confronted the real problem and decided to learn the truth about this marriage and family. It was all fucked up. I went to Master. I stopped talking to him like he was superior, I was now his equivalence, I was ready to have a good talk. I never learn his real name. I confronted him and asked him his name, no fake name a real. Mom had stop to go work I didn’t understand we weren’t rich. This time she wasn’t home so I talked to this man that entered my life like an intruder. I hated hi and deserved explanations. He told me his name was Akio Chen LI. I remembered seeing this name somewhere. Cheng LI, it was this big company. He was rich, but never exposed to me because I didn’t deserve life to his eyes. I stopped calling him by names and called him but his truly name Akio.
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