Criminal X : Epitome Of Evil Chapter 103: Coward

I am a coward.

I am weak. I am not smart. I am a burden on this world.

But I still have a heart and that heart was in pain.

My father has had two marriages.

From his first wife, he got two girls and three boys.

The eldest boy is the strongest and all the other children are also strong. At least, stronger than .

From his second wife, he had only one son and that’s .

I was weak from birth. I was bad at studying as well.

I was sent to an Academy to develop an Ego but my weak ntality made the teachers furious and they sent ho.

My father is a big man. He is a Noble of this Numb city and he felt like I was disgracing his na. Which, I was, kind of.

So he stopped sending to any academy and decided to teach at ho.

But he too beca frustrated because of my personality, my brains and my weak ass body.

I was five years old at that ti and my father always compared with the eldest son of his first wife.

When he was five years old he was already showing rits everywhere.

My father was proud of him and although he didn’t say it to , his eyes told that he was ashad of .

My father stopped teaching at ho too and he stopped talking to as well.

It was like. No. Not like. I really didn’t exist for him. I had beco air.

Still, my stupid heart can’t co to hate him for all that.

I can’t hate him not because I loved him too much. But because I love my mother too much.

She always told how my father took care of her.

How my father saved her life and married her when her parents were going to marry her to an old man.

And my mother always told that I should never be angry at him, much less hate him.

I also felt that my father is a good man as he is nice to my mother. That was enough for . I won’t hate him.

Still, I wanted him to acknowledge .

I worked hard. I did so weight training. I wanted to beco strong like my father. I wanted him to say that he is proud of .

But I was always overshadowed by my elder brother. He was too good.

However, I didn’t let that bring down and I worked hard anyway.

Like that, one year went by and I turned six years old.

The elder brother was eleven years old and all his other siblings were older than . I was the last born of my father, after all.

As my step siblings grew up, they began developing hatred towards . They were also ashad to be seen with .

Then one day, they started beating .

And I couldn’t fight back as I never faced such things. They were already used to violence as they had studied in the academy. I always stayed at ho with no experience of the real world.

After that one day of beating, it beca a daily occurrence.

My siblings started hurting day in and day out and the amount of pain I received was just as if I was being burnt alive.

And believe , I know what kind of pain occurs when you are burnt alive.

When one of my elder brothers got his Ego, he figured he could heal anyone.

And that was when my life beca more hellish than before.

I know the pain of being burnt alive because my siblings had done it to . They had burnt alive and when I was about to die, one of them healed .

Then they did it again and I was healed again.

But soon burning alive beca boring for them so they derived new ways to make my life more miserable.

They threw under water. They cut up my body parts. They took out my eyeballs. They did everything that children do with their stuffed toys when they don’t like them.

My father and mother didn’t know about this.

And my siblings have warned not to tell them.

I, being the coward, didn’t tell anyone about it either.

I didn’t fight back as I was afraid I might get hurt.

I am pathetic.

Things went like this for years but one day, my mother saw what my step siblings were doing.

And obviously, she raised her voice and confronted my siblings.

And my Mother really saved . But it was a saving I didn’t like at all.

The eldest brother used his mysterious Ego against my mother and after that, she beca their next target.

I was saved by my mother because now they started hurting my mother.

And , being the coward, didn’t fight for that as well.

And a part of was even glad that my siblings stopped hurting and chose my mother. It made so sick but I can’t deny it.

I am a coward so I can understand I didn’t complain but my mother was a strong woman. And she wasn’t complaining at all.

She could have told my father about his children but my mother wasn’t doing that.

My stepmother was also in cahoots with my siblings and my mother didn’t fight back at all. I didn’t get it.

I just wanted to fly away sowhere quiet where I don’t see such problems. Where I would be safe. I wanted to fly away.

Years went by like that and my mother was now broken all over.

I was finally eighteen years old and I went to get my Ego.

I wanted a super strong Ego so that I could fight back my siblings and save my mother.

I stood in front of the Enchanted Mirror and that shit gave a Brown ranked Ego.

And soon, I found out that my power is only jumping high. All because I had a wish to fly away.

All my siblings had stronger Egoes than and so, before even fighting them…

I gave up.