Fuck.
Fuck!
They actually thought they owned me? These pathetic, spear-chucking worms thought they had some kind of claim over me? The audacity made my blood boil. The sheer gall of these primitive fucks, standing there with their judgmental glares, like they had any right to dictate shit to me.
I realized it then—the moment I stumbled into this shithole of a world, naked as a fucking newborn, without my father's name to scare people into submission or my mother's connections to wipe my ass—I'd turned into a sniveling bitch.
A fucking pussy. All because I was alone. All because I had no one to hold my hand and tell me I was special.
At first, I thought this was just some twisted fantasy world—some kind of sick joke the universe was playing on me. So I played along. I followed the fucking red dots on the map like a good little dog, tail wagging, hoping for scraps. And what did I find?
