[ Geoji is sitting at the corner, at the top of the hill —
The air... passing through, relaxing him.
...As his mind is racing. With thoughts. Memories of his past. ]
{Geoji Inside his head :
Pitsiko...
I really miss you.
I know you are somewhere there, but-
It still isn't the same as watching you in front of me, petting you...
Hugging you.
Well, I still don't believe you did this for me..
Hmmp....
Well, Before I met Pitsikos…
Way before....
My life didn't start at Japan.
I was born in North Korea.
That's were I am from,
..and my mother..
She died the moment I came into this world. Bled out on the hospital bed. She died so I could live...
//Huff.....//
My first breath was my mother's last. She died from the blood loss giving birth to me.
Like.. even my birth did something horrific.
When I laid my life here, first thing I brought was Death..
Growing up there, in North Korea, wasn't a childhood. It was like..
Survival.
My father worked hard, everyday, everynight, my brother was like a gangster, in the streets as always, with illegal equipment..
And I... was empty.
School didn't help.
The other kids didn't want me. When we played games, when teams were picked, I was always last. Always the one nobody wanted.
They've beaten me.. a few times in School. I remember lying on the ground, dirt on my face, fists raining down on me, and thinking... is this all I am?
They pushed me, mocked me, spit on me. I was small, weak, easy to corner.
But one day, I stood back up.
And I didn't fight fair. I fought dirty..
I scratched, I clawed, I threw whatever I could grab, and hit like their.. "illegal points".
I didn't care anymore..
They didn't expect it. From then on, whenever someone tried to beat me down, I fought like an animal. It didn't make me popular. The class still hated me. But it kept me standing.
Well... I never wanted to hurt a girl, although one of them beaten me... I didn't fight back.
Well heh.. That was my life as a kid in North Korea. Unwanted. Last choice. Beaten down. But I learned.. if no one wants you, if no one stands for you.. you stand for yourself. Even if your hands get filthy doing it.
But..
I remember..
there was this girl.
She was kind. Smiled at me when nobody else would. Shared her lunch once. Heh.. I still remember that..
Sat next to me when the others told her not to. I… I liked her.
I thought maybe… maybe she saw me.
But she didn't. Not the way I wanted. She had no feelings for me. Just kindness. Just pity.
//Huff....//
Very bittersweet yeah..
And her name...?
I think it was...
Electra
What a great name...
Life in North Korea wasn't great, everything was bad, and strict..
So that's when my father and my brother decided that we should move to Japan, for a better life.
I didn't had the chance to meet the girl again..
It was sudden..
But everything else...
Was shit.
We had to get out of North Korea, all the way to Japan. Escape. To a new place, a new chance....
Or so we thought..
It was extremely risky, we had to do that without making anyone notice..
We had to go with the illegal way...
And ofcourse, my father and brother as they were...
They killed a few, silently, so that we could escape. Out of this "prison".
We found a Japanese apartment near a hill, the one I was living till a few days ago heh..
Well...
That's where it all fell apart.
My father… kept changing, more and more.
He was becoming more harsh and crazy.
He wasn't himself anymore.
Something got to him..something abnormal, darker...
An Omni,
that twisted his body, his mind.
He became a monster, with bloody eye-holes.. as he had no eyes, and his skin.. darker.. moldy.
That day was a nightmare. It appeared that this monstrosity, my "father" was only able to sense and chase sounds.
My brother tried to fight him...
But.. it was a big mistake.
He didn't make it.
Torn apart in front of me.
I can still hear his screams, the bones breaking, the skin twisting.
I can still remember how he got torn in half, as he was eaten..
So.. to do everything I could to survive, I went silently into his room, find and open the case where he had his glock.
I opened the case slowly.
As the creature approached inside the room.
It gave me chills, as it let a horrifying sound from it's moldy mouth..
I had to put him down... No matter what it was.
I had no choice...
It suddenly turned around and noticed me, while I took the glock out.
With his own gun in my little childish hands.
One shot
/BANG/
Right through the forehead.
I killed him.
That's how I stood there. Silent.
With eyes wide open. Commiting another sin. Another death in my life.
I stood there. For long.
Wondering, what should I do now...?
What am I doing...?
Is this even real?
I couldn't even process if the moment was real or not..
And that's how, after many other deaths of pets I've had...
I found Pitsikos.
Heh... and now. Im here.
On top of this hill, resting, for the training I'll have, being a member of The Professional Omni Slaying Team.}