To re cap what happened to me while I was in the hospital.

I was resting in bed until I felt something hitting my head hard. TWICE! The same feeling I had in my dreams. When I opened my eyes, there was a young man dressed in satin white cloak. I couldn't help but to feel that I know him from somewhere.

"Ah you're finally awake. So let me brief things" the man quickly spoke. "The heavens wants you to become a paragon of light. So you have a few choices. 1. Live the next 3 years doing good deeds and dying a virgin. This will make you a middle class or upper class saint. 2. Don't die as a virgin, but still do good deeds. This will make you a lower or middle class saint. Or 3. You can follow the old path of the ancient saint, train your Qi to saint level and then become a saint. This will bring you to either lower level saint or high level saint. Depending on your talent. You might fail though. 4. I can tell you that if you lose your V-card, it will be harder to be a saint. Training is harder. So pick your way wisely. That is all since the other old person didn't get here in time"

"What? Tell me who you really are!" I was scared. How the hell did he find me?

"Sorry no time kid. I have to go soon." the man responded.

"Then tell me one thing." I really had to ask him.

"Hm? Alright. I'll answer one question. Shoot" the man agreed.

"Is there such a thing as god?" I know this was slightly ridiculous.

"Ha ha... AH HA HA HA HA!" The man laughed wildly.

"Hm?" I was confused on why he was laughing.

"Which god are you talking about? Because there is the creator, the destroyer, the one who controls fate, the almighty fire god, the almighty water god, the almighty wind god and so forth" the man answered me.

"Is there an almighty all powerful god?" I really had to ask. I knew nothing about god. So if I wanted to understand her, I need to know why she believes in god so much.

"If there is one, I never saw him" the old man answers. He then walks over to me and touch my abdomen. A shining light gathered around me and quickly and my body felt a lot better. But there were still some parts cramping up.

"I'll also send you back to rest. There are too many prying eyes here. Careful of those reporters." As he said that, I was instantly transported towards home.

"So there is something called god. But there are many of them? But who was that? Was he also a god?" I muttered. I look down at my bandaged body and was completely healed on the outside. But muscles pain still exists. I lay right back down and shut my eyes. 'Who ever he was, he sure is amazing. So that is why she was so insistent on believing god. He must've helped her out at some point as well'

He thought that if he becomes a saint, he might be able to do the same for others. "Wouldn't that be awesome if I could help out my family like that? Become a saint and make miracles just like that" I said in a daze. I blink a couple of times before sleeping. A bunch of images flew past in my mind and the name Meracle became familiar now. Although the images were blurry, I remember her face now. She was the girl I met a few years back who often likes to wear different wigs because she likes to cosplay as anime characters. But because of how the bullies threatened me in my middle school years, I couldn't allow her to get involved. So I pushed her away for her own safety and took care of them myself. (Middle school years are grades 3- 7. Early school years were pre-K to 2. Highschool from grades 8-12)

How did I take care of them? I took their beatings for a while. When they brought a weapon, it didn't hurt to be stabbed a couple of times. I just made sure to avoid the vital points and blood lines. But when they brought a hammer to smash my bones, I gave no more face. How could I let it continue? If I let it continue any further, I would have no way to work to earn money! I needed books and pencils to write! I needed to buy clothes my parent couldn't buy for me!

Now you might wonder, "why didn't you tell the teachers or some other adults?" For one simple reason. I already did. No matter what I said, not a person did anything. I'm not going to wait around to save me. I'm not going to become a cripple! If I did, then my life would have no meaning. So I fought them using every dirty tricks in the book. This was how I fought my enemies. If they out number you, you out smart them regardless of pride.

I quickly threw everything around me at their eyes which blinded them for a while. Then i snatch the hammer away and swung it downward hard at their feet making them unable to run. I then smashed their hands to make them unable to crawl. But I could not leave it at that. It would be giving undue mercy. They were prepared to take my life. So why should I spare them?

I started to smash every bone possible in their body that wasn't going to take their life. With each bones smashed, I gave another threat. I did not cripple them. No I was not that evil. I made sure that they were able to heal. But I did take a prized possession of theirs. I took away their entire set of front teeth knowing that they would regrow anyhow. After all, people have two sets of teeth. Using my hands, I punched each teeth out one by one. From that day forth, they could not eat meat or anything that was hard. They could only rely on fake teeth.

One day, they came back with revenge. They called their older siblings but I did just the same to them except the girls.(I'm still a man alright?) But when their parents came, they caused a storm. My father was fired from his job and had many financial troubles coming towards us. My grades were forcibly plummeted without a real reason. Would I let this go? Hell no. But before I could do anything, it all disappeared in a flash. A great fire consumed all three homes and took away their entire families, companies and assets. My father soon was rehired and all financial troubles disappeared. But I was taken away to a foster home due to my "vile nature" and sent to a rehab home.

My only question is, "How was my nature vile?" All my actions were just and not one person was willing to help out. If there is such a thing as vile, it would be the parents. Those people did not know how to raise their kids. Their kids were just as bad as other criminals. But I spent a great deal of time in the rehab home. It was half a school year that I spent in that home. Then I came back. I don't remember the details though.

When I reopen my eyes and turn my head to read the clock I saw that it was already 4:00 PM. "Hmm... I guess i have to make food." I tiredly murmured.

I got right up and made food for the next fifteen minutes. Just then i heard the door opening. 'Hm? Is she home?' and when she did call my name, I already prepared a lot of thoughts to resolve things. I lied about coming back home quickly. Then I apologize to her. I can admit my wrongs. But most of all I didn't like arguing with her for long. I apologized to her and she apologized to me back. When she hugged me, i felt a great sharp pain up my spine spreading through out my back. I thought I had a back cramp for a minute. You also already know what happened from there on out.

After dinner, I explained how I remember her but did not tell the full story of my rehab year. It was because I didn't remember any of the experience during rehab and was eventually sent back anyhow later the following years when I did the same thing and was completely justified. I also explain what happened to me today but left out the old middle school girl. She was a bully! Why would I tell her anything about a person I hated? But I did say that someone paid for the hospital bills. To show proof that I was in the accident, I took out my mask.

We chatted the whole night away until midnight. Since the both of us were tired, we quickly cleaned up and prepare to sleep. So I quickly went to sleep early while thinking on what paths to take to become a saint. 'Die with my V-Card? Sounds sad but simple enough. Abstain from adultery? Never had interest in it anyway. Die losing my V-card but have to do more good deeds. Not bad. Sounds just like how I want to die. Die doing a lot of good deeds without having to die lonely. But train as a saint? How do I do that?' I thought to myself before I fell deep asleep.

Jin soundlessly fell into a deep asleep. It was a good thing that Jin was home. After Jin was transported, what Jin didn't know was that the reporters stormed into the hospital in search of the mysterious savior. The doctors were slightly useless to prevent them from entering Jin's hospital room. So were the securities. But how could they stop all of them?

But when they entered, they saw nothing. The room was perfectly still and not a thing was out of place just like an empty room. The reporters were frustrated and searched the entire hospital but nothing came up. So they all went away disappointed.

From the top of a building, a man in a white cloak smiled while watching over Jin. “Even if you do a lot of good deeds, don’t die before the three year time limit Jin. Be careful as well. Don’t be too good heart-ed. You might save the wrong person.” and disappears like fog.