《Psycho in a fantasy world》Chapter 5
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when I had reached about 2 and a half years old the whale's playtimes started. The night it started she came home smelling of rum and through my small body at one of the barn walls, she grabbed the dull nickel off the wall and would shuffle towards me while crying
"Mommas got to teach you some discipline, the master hurts me so it's only right momma gives you some as well, I don't want to hold out on my only son"
she then proceeded to run the sickle up and down each of my arms as I struggled she would then do the same with my legs chest and back leaving long run on cuts in different angles around my body all this normally caused me to black out in pain, however, one day I made it to the end of a playtime (perhaps because my magic core was increasing)
she would all of a sudden stop crying and the horrible look left her eyes as she would hug me before crying once again before patching up my wounds which would scar despite her being a good doctor.
from that day onwards I just practised my training and took the beatings as I was 2 and probably couldn't outrun her despite her weight so I waited silently like a tiger waiting to pounce as I patiently waited day by day and accepted the beatings...
this was until my 3rd birthday party when I believed my body was capable of surviving without constant help. you may be wondering how could a 3-year-olds body be much different from a 2 and half-year-olds body, but you are missing a key point I had cultivated my magic core in the womb and constantly for 3 years so my body underwent extraordinary changes compared to someone else my age.
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I stood at 4 foot with pure white hair messy dropped down to my shoulders, my muscles stood pronounced in a dashing pale colour that was marked by countless scars dancing all around my body, black veins pulsated on my underarm before disappearing into my muscle mass the backs of my legs also harboured multitudes of these black veins with a few less pronounced veins in my torso. I wore a short like bag that the whale had made into shorts, it hung loosely to my knees only kept on by a thick rope tied around my waist.
It was a full moon on my 3rd birthday and the whale had just patched me up after are little playtime and went to bed. I slowly crept from the small basket over to the wall adjacent to me and slowly took the rusty sickle from an old wooden table making sure not to make a sound, I crept with the rusty sickle over to the whale's sheet which she called a bed and looked at her with an emotionless face. my sharp pitch black nails tapped on the sickle in a slow fashion the noise that pinged from it was not loud enough to wake the whale but loud enough to be heard.
then when I felt I was ready I increased the amount of pressure in the tap making a louder ping as I pulled my nail along the rusty metal of the sickle a sound like chalk being pulled a giant a blackboard pierced the air. the whale slowly began to awaken confused by the sound she slowly looked up seeing my emotionless figure towering over her and instantly tried to raise her fat gut to escape but I used my free hand to roughly grab her throat and slammed her onto the sheet scattering the hay from out of the sheet, I then raised the rusty sickle as the whales eyes bulged a smile came onto my face as I said my first words
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"the look of terror in my victim's eyes before it happens is truly exquisite."
I then smiled my signature Cheshire smile and thrust the sickle into her belly of lard the fat allowed her to live every second as I dug a large hole in her belly with repeated stabs from my sickle blood squirted everywhere as the whales face died frozen in fear I licked the blood from my face and stood up
"how refreshing!!" I exclaimed
CONGRATULATIONS YOU HAVE EARNED YOUR FIRST OFFICIAL KILL
YOU HAVE UNLOCKED : PSYCHO SYSTEM
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