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Staring into the empty soul that faces me everyday, grinning in mockery as if challenging me to do the deed and make things right.

I took a look at my hand before throwing the white round pellets to the thrash,my agony catching me up as I see it scatter across the floor.

I look back again in the mirror, at the pathetic self , which stares back at me just to remind my unwanted existence as i exited the bathroom .

Walking into the huge closet filled with all kind of luxuries anyone would wish to own. I gaze at it and just continued to do my routinue like a On Repeat playlist as its just worthless like my life, now that they are gone.

I walked out my room which is at the first floor . I came to a halt while facing the living room as i gaze at it, reminiscing about which was once a family room.

Train of thoughts hit back me,when my eyes landed on the closed room, I took a deep breath as my emotions starts to overwhelm staring at the blackwood door. Stirring out of my thoughts, I forced myself to walk away from the room.

On my way to garage, i look at the gaurds around my mansion, double checking on the protection and proceed further on.

Selecting one of the "fancy" car, I drive out of the mansion, through the street and junctions. Steering throught the familar route which leads me to

my grave....

Rey Clarion

The M̶a̶i̶n̶ lead

Character Intro~

Author note:

Hey guys!! This is my First time write a story/fiction and i really want to improve my writing skills so please to do share your thoughts in comment. Also, English is not my First language (im not any pro 😭) so bear with me.

I hope I will make it up to you guys in upcoming chapters.

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Disclaimer:

This story contains themes of self-harm, violence, abuse, and other potentially disturbing content. Please take a break if you feel unable to continue reading at any point.

Everything in this story is purely fictional. Any resemblance to real-life situations or characters is entirely coincidental.