Hi there! Freak here!

I had this idea while I was working, and then said "Let's post it in RoyalRoadL"

So here it is, I have another fiction in work but right now I want to write this.

Also I am still learning english (self-taught)

So comment below with ideas or help to improve my english.

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I am... who am I? The human whom I don't remember the name of, or the creature who I don't know the name?

I remember part of my past, like it was not mine.

Myself... my human self, was a human who had nothing and started from the lowest, he was an orphan in the slums, in my memories they called it The pit.

(A.N. He speak in third person because he is speaking about his human self like somone else)

He who was an orphan, whithout nothing to lose and the world to win,started to steal from a young age to eat, he stole potatoes, the food of the poor, he stole the gold that the rich idolized and the rest desired.

From stealing to survive, he now was stealing to live, starting to act violent, if someone came in his way and in the way of his survival, he wouldn't think twice to kill him.

He learned everything that can help him in his way to find a place for himself and himself only, from deception to tool of death and poison.

But all of this didn't help him in cheating death.

One day after his routine of training, and choosing his daily mission, he got out from his apartment only to find a man wearing a black tuxedo, in front of his door with a gun pointed at him, *BANG* and all that was left was a whisper.

"This is for Mary"

That was the past, and now i found myself in a situation very similar, i am still at the lowest even after being reincarnated.

'Funny'

Even if i have to restart, i will climb to the heaven and have my revenge, on the God who forsaken me, as a man and as a creature.

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I am in a cage filled with warm liquid, all that i see is black, I try to break out but the cage is hard, I try and try more, minutes, hours and years pass by, until time have no sense to me more, the memories of my human self is only a record with no pictures.

*CRACK*

It's broken! My mind filled joy and the thought of freedom, I sense the change of temperature, the water that was warm now was cold and fresh.

I look around and see other 'cages', but they are no cages just eggs.

From them things with a rounded body and a long tail swim out, they made me remeber the tadpoles from my past life, the only difference is that they are uglier than every tadpole that i sae, with a big mouth that cover half of their rounded body, filled with what seems to be a drunkard yellow teeth, and green pustoles all over their yellow bodies... but from my deduction, I have no right to judge anyone.

Because I am one of them.