Author's note: not exactly the sa, but I decided to improve a little, my first ones are completely rotten and to this day I haven't had the energy to rewrite them, lol .
"Max, please remain calm." Nicholas tried to be reasonable, but...
Bang !
The only thing he received was a shot in the leg. Every second inside caused Kayden to be torn apart inside. He might overco his demons today, but he wouldn't forget them anyti soon.
"Listen, Kayden, your dear and only friend dying because of you." Another psychopath laugh. The boy was getting tired of this.
Bang !
Another shot to Nicholas' leg and again the sa laugh and predictable phrases. It was finally coming to an end . The boy did not rember these scenes as perfectly as he thought.
His emotions were like a storm. Sadness and regret were what reigned inside Kayden. Sadness was simply self-explanatory, but regret was sothing he only discovered now.
Another feeling also arose within him: hatred for his old world, a place where there were no ans to defend himself without depending on external factors. Everything you've worked for could simply be taken away from you.
Ancient families dominated the entire world stage, dictating how the next generations would live their lives. Governnts were nothing more than ans to manage the monopoly of power. The weak were destroyed every day.
It wasn't a cruel world, it was simply a cruel race that ruled everything.
"Thanks." Kayden said directly to his uncle. Coming to this piece of mory caused sothing to change within him. He had no idea what it was, but in truth, he simply had yet another part of himself broken.
One of the last remnants of his humanity was taken from him today. After that, the boy disconnected from reality. He no longer cared what his uncle did. This ti, the illusion did not go to the end.
The boy found himself in front of the giant staircase again. This ti, he didn't go out to the next floor and spent about 20 minutes just collecting his thoughts. Even if he was 100%, he still wanted to make so use of this situation.
As soon as he finished his reflection, he walked calmly to the next steps. As soon as he stepped on 50, he entered an illusion again. This ti it was... simply being ridiculed in front of thousands of people.
Each one was making jokes about his appearance or anything related to him. There were hundreds of people laughing and pointing as if he were a freak. After being shocked by the change of scenery, the boy's mind cald down.
"And that?" Coldly looking at the crowd, he just waited. Little by little, the smiles disappeared, the jokes beca dull and the laughs beca shorter. Finally, people just froze, not knowing what to do.
How pathetic. Next to everything Kayden has ever experienced, this couldn't even make his heart miss a beat. But the boy had to be understanding. This was a test for teenagers, after all.
Most of them weren't old enough to have a Kayden-level traumatic event. Their worst mories would have to be so particularly painful injury or being dumped by the girl they liked.
Again, the boy found himself facing the staircase and stepped on the next step. This ti, he was in a house alone in a forest. It looked like sothing out of a horror movie, with torches lighting the room in dark red.
"It can't be such a cliché, can it?" Before he could think of anything else, the house doorbell rang. The boy decided to participate in the little show and went to attend.
Opening the door that was falling apart, he saw nothing, just a strange cricket sound playing in the background, practically proving that he was in a horror movie. Closing the door, he sat down on a chair in the center of the room.
After that, several clichéd horror movie things started to happen: the windows started rattling uncontrollably, strange voices in languages he didn't know were heard.
Unfortunately, Kayden was closed off in his own world as he reflected on his path, which he had left untracked for a long ti. Reviewing his mories strengthened the boy's determination in this regard, as he got to know himself even more deeply.
"Hello, kid," a voice rang in his ear, making him jump in fright. When he turned around, he ca across an extrely tall figure in a suit and with a white cloth stained with blood on his head. His suit was white and a hideously large tongue stuck out of the cloth, dripping with blood.
Author's Note: Don't judge , okay?
"Finish it already," Kayden remained calm. After discovering a world with magic, he learned that there are no monsters, they are just different forms of life or ways of using magic.
"Aren't you scared of eating you, little one?" The creature's tongue grazed Kayden's face in a disgusting way. Unfortunately for her, Kayden wasn't completely balanced.
"Put your tongue in here, you piece of shit", landing a well-aid punch on the creature's face, the boy found himself out of the illusion. "What pathetic challenges," Kayden began to climb the next steps.
This ti, he spent practically nothing in each illusion: fear, hatred, anger, loneliness, nothing was capable of bringing down the boy who had already felt this before, in much greater proportions.
Quickly, he climbed up to step 60, leaving behind many people who were still in this diocre kind of illusion. He easily surpassed Matheus' record and approached Sarah's.
Hoping that the next mories wouldn't be the sa boring thing as before, he stepped onto step sixty.
As soon as his vision recovered, he found himself inside a cell with a bed and... that's all. There wasn't even a bathroom or anything like that, the windows were with bars.
"A prison," Kayden quickly realized where he was. For the next few minutes, he tested everything within the room just to see if there was anything beyond what was visible, but unfortunately, there was no.
Anything.
Absolutely nothing.
The minutes began to turn into hours and, finally, a different activity occurred: a plate of food was magically placed inside the center of his cell, on it was bread and cookies with so type of juice.
The boy had to admit that it was more luxurious than it should be in a prison, with the cookies filled with good quality chocolate and the bread completely fresh.
Other than that, nothing else happened for the next few hours and, again, what took him out of his boredom was a plate of food, being the sa thing, bread, cookies and juice. Kayden decided to take this ti to think about the one thing he could make progress on there.
Your path.
Quickly, one day passed, then two and three. All this ti, he just focused on reflecting, but... he couldn't take it anymore, he needed to do sothing different or he would go crazy.
Unfortunately, there was nothing. To pass the ti, he started doing so physical exercises. Again, a few more days passed.
"9 days," Kayden thought to himself. That was how long he was in there. Slowly, he began to lose track of ti, his days were the sa always, there was nothing different.
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