Beep. Beep. Beep.
"Where are his parents?"
"They said they´d be here until tomorrow..."
"Jesus, I can´t believe people like that exist"
"I know right? To think they would be so indifferent of their own child... And at a time like this... It´s horrible"
"... Look if the database has the number of other relatives, call anyone who can come"
"Yes, doctor"
The nurse rushed out of the room.
The doctor looked at me with sad eyes. His hand placed a book beside me.
"I´m sorry kid... This is all I can do for you..."
He also left after that.
... Yhea well... I expected that much of them...
I wanted to say that out loud but I didn´t have the strength to move my mouth.
So this is it, huh...... The end of the road...... The final stop......
With the little force I had, I opened my eyes.
White.
That was all I could see.
It´s been 2 years since I´ve seen this color every day... And I was visited 4 or 5 times by my parents in those years...
Motherfuckers...
Beep-Beep. Beep-Beep.
I was getting sleepy.
This feeling has assaulted me ever since I was told I had cancer, though now it´s way scarier than in previous times.
I guess lawyers never have time for anything... Not even to see their son die...
Tears began to slide down my sick and pale face.
I mean, how could they? They must be too busy dealing with crime and praising my brothers.
I was the youngest of 4.
My family is what you´d call a family of geniuses.
All of them were brilliant in their own manner.
Some were good fighters, others were amazing creators, and then there was my oldest brother.
That man will become the next president.
God, how dumb can a human be? Of course, they would never bother with a bug like me!
Among that family was me.
An ordinary person.
Never the last place, but also never the first.
I wasn´t weak, but I would never be the champion.
Not the dumbest, but definitely not a genius.
Common.
That was me.
I don´t know if it was heaven or genetics.
But whoever made me like this is a torturer.
A complete monster that enjoys when people suffer.
Ahh... Just let this end already... I´ll just die as I lived...
Lonely.
Thud.
Something fell.
A letter. Many letters.
Ah... Right... They were there...
When I was healthy and attended high school, I managed to get along with a bunch of people.
In all honesty, I don´t remember their names or faces... I can´t even tell how and when we met.
But I do remember they were nice people.
Nice enough to come and say "Hi" at least once.
I don´t blame them for not coming anymore... Who would do that when my body is just a fragile pile of fleshy bones?
Their faces changed every time they saw me.
They all seemed agitated at first, but then they would look more comfortable.
Until cancer did its job and began to consume my body.
Their faces would look more and more desperate with each visit.
Sadder.
More painful.
More sorry.
The sorrow of my heart intensified.
If I had the strength, I would have cried with all the power of my lungs.
Quite bad I can´t do that now.
I should have thanked them more... I should have spoken more often with them... I should have laughed with them more...
Beep... Beep...
My mind felt like a flying feather.
My consciousness stumbled more and more with each passing second.
Especially that girl...... She came so many times to give me a good book......
I once met a girl in the school library. She was quiet and docile. And she liked books as much as I did.
One thing lead to another and we became something similar to friends.
I never asked, but she seemed a lot like me.
I guess that´s why we got along so quickly.
The last time she came she gave me a romantic fantasy story.
She told me it was her favorite and after reading it, it also became mine.
I can´t remember much of what happened next, I was too tired... Too miserable...
I tried to reach the book she gave me.
My arm didn´t move even a single millimeter.
Ahh... It´s happening...
The light was fading. The sound was being silenced. My breath was slowing down.
.........
In this cold and isolated room.
In this place filled with happy and painful memories.
Is in this place where I´ll die...
.........
Fuck...... I don´t want this......
I fell in desperation.
I don´t want to die...
The only thing I could feel was fear.
Please...... God... Jesus... Mom... Dad...
It was pointless.
Anyone......
Darkness wrapped me with her cold arms.
And I stopped feeling.
"Help... me..."
Beeeeeeee...
24/11/2018
At the age of 17.
Fausto Vargas Monterreal died due to hepatic cancer.
When the media found out that his family abandoned him, their good reputation disappeared.
The candidate for president never got the job.
The others lost all their connections and influence in the world of business.
No one liked coldhearted traitors.
Nowadays they struggle to keep themselves floating with the little clients they have.
A funeral was celebrated in Fausto´s school by his classmates and principal.
Because of his home education, he never noticed it, but he was the top student, and one of the kindest people that the alumni perceived.
A golden plate was built to his name and placed at the entrance of the school.
He left his mark in the world.
But he´ll never know that.
"More tea, my lady?"With my right hand holding a kettle, and my left a cup, I offered its content to the stunning beauty sitting before a fine-crafted wooden desk."Thank you Domi, I was getting sleepy" She answered me with a sweet smile influenced by the fatigue.I proceeded to serve the tea from a safe distance, I didn´t want to stain the documents on the desk, much less burn her tender skin.With the cup at the reach of her hand and a refined move, she took the edge to her shiny lips. I felt how my heart bumped blood quicker with the resultant silence."Fuuu~. Delicious as always. Thanks, Domi"I didn´t let her notice, but I was invaded by the greatest of happiness.To maintain the serenity on my face I continued making small talks as the tea was running out."You passed magnifically your last general knowledge test, I´m sure the masters will be pleased"The papers on the desk were mathematic proble
"nique-"A warm sensation embraced my body. A heard a voice in the distance.Ahh... So this is death huh....... I thought it would be worse... But this is actually quite nice..."minique, wake up!"The voice was getting closer, I also heard steps approaching.Death... Is that you? Are you coming for my soul?... Well, I guess it was nice while it lasted... Time to be part of the eternal nothingness of space... Man... Who would think that death would sound like a little girl... The universe sure is weird...I was ready for anything, so my limbs spread and my face smiled.Come on! Take me! I am ready!"Dominique! I told you to wake up!"Poof!"Geha?!"I said that, but I never expected to be punched in the stomach."Cough! Cough! Holly shit! Can´t you be a little more gentle?!""Huh? Why are you talking to me like that? Did you become an idiot after dreaming?""Huh?! Who are you calli
"Guess this is the place"My internal Gps stopped tickling, so I assumed this door was the right one.Here goes nothing...I opened the door.Tick!"Fifteen minutes late. A new record of failure"The first thing to greet me was an old male wearing a white butler suit.His aged but healthy face had a monocle and a well-brushed mustache.He was holding a pocket clock that just stopped moving.People hurriedly walking and cooking everywhere was behind him.So this is the kitchen. Man, it´s huge.Like the rest of the structure, the place could easily have 20 people working with enough space to not bother their co-workers."What do you have to say for yourself? Dominique"My concentration landed on the butler once again, I just said the first thing that came to my mind."...... I, uhh... I´m very sorry, sir... It was my mistake... It won´t happen again"The man
After my embarrassing meeting ended, I walked out of the room blushing and dying of embarrassment.Verónica had regained enough energy to end what she was doing, so my presence would only be an unnecessary distraction. Besides, I had completed my objective, therefore, I had no more reasons to stay in that room."Fuck... I can´t believe I did that... Stupid Dominique. Why did the autor never mention how sensible you were?”My words were devoured by the darkness of the long halls of the mansion. The sound of my steps and the wells of the cart was what lasted longer.It´s been a year since I reincarnated as Dominique.I´ve been training my skills and preparing myself for the beginning of the original story.Today, in this night, the context of Verónica´s personality and reasons to be the villainess will begin.So today is where everything changes."I won´t let you become the villai
Dom!The doors fell and a squad of red knights heavily armed irrupted in the room tackling me down in the process.Their spears embraced in fire aiming at me from all directions."Hrgh!""My lord! We´ll deal with this ungrateful dog at once! Just give us the order!"Herion was dragged out of his trance. After a deep sigh, he put away his sword and walked to where the empty flask was."Captain, for the moment, take a look at this"The man whose red armor also had golden colors grabbed what Herion picked up.After watching it closely for a second he put the flask closer to his nose.Snif, snif... "My lord... This is without a doubt poison, I also notice a slight odor of coffee on the surface tough, this must have been hidden with the coffee beans of the kitchen or the warehouse""You idiot! Don´t say that!""Heh..."I could only think of the word 'stupid' when Colt´s mouth let go of h
Since colt won´t talk despite all our stares, I decided to end this once and for all. There was still much to do tonight after all."Hmph. It would have been better for you to say it on your own, but I guess that old brain of yours can´t even figure that out""Huh?! The hell you just said?!"Ignoring his increasing rage I grabbed the piece of paper, and after reading it, I exposed my conclusion."These, ladies and gentlemen, are coordinates. Here is the place and time where Colt is supposed to meet with his associates""??!!"Great doubt was shown in their faces. The idea of these numbers and symbols in my hand meaning what I said was apparently too hard to believe.The discovery was greater than I expected.Right... It is only almost at the end of the story when the author says that the people of this world don´t know about the symbology and numerology of geographic coordinates... It´s no novelty that this would
The sight was undesirable. My lady was going through a whirlwind of emotions and I was here being held by her mother's presence.When I gazed at her she gave me a warm smile followed by a whisper.Just watch.As ordered I stood my ground as I restrained my urge to reach out for her hand.Herion knelt, facing his daughter with paternal air surrounding him."Like any bet, there are times when you win and lose. When you win, a great companion is acquired, when you lose, it's a formidable enemy. The trick to this bet is to know who are you betting with"Instead of being sad, now Verónic seemed confused, a spark of hope began to twinkle within her eyes.Herion's eyes were on me. We were looking at each other, and I was getting unexpectedly nervous."That servant of yours is a good example of what I mean. When you found him at the edge of death, you trusted in your instincts and took him into our home"Flashbacks of what happened filled my min
When everything was settled we departed to the stables.A sword and a pistol were given to me along with light armor."Can I assume you know how to use these?" Asked a knight.In response, I skillfully cut the air around us.Dominique trained every aspect of his body to serve Verónica with the utmost efficiency in any situation. So of course he would know how to use a weapon.His style was similar of those ancient knights of England or Switzerland. But there was also a hint of vague savageness, characteristic of the Vikings or dark age Templars.Regarding my aim, I was not a sniper, but I was good enough to hit a target a couple of hundred meters away.
"I never expected you'd pick a quest right after being given the permission""We are the hunting club, that's what we do""Couldn't you wait until the rest of the members knew the good news?""Don't get stuck on the little details, let's just enjoy the hunt!""... Right..."The moment I was given my new guild card Jason registered our team for a nest extermination. Right now we were riding our beasts in the middle of the forest. Like before, Isabella was riding Twilight with me while Jason was with his wolf. "So, what are we hunting?""They are called razor monkeys. Their sharp fur hardens at the sight of danger making them living blades. They are not too big, but they hunt in packs and they are pretty resistant to magic and sharp weapons""If they are resistant to our blades and magic are we supposed to shoot them all down? Is that the reason you're carrying those bags?"Isabella pointed at the pair of green leather bags that Jason had hanging on the sides of his wolf. "The fact th
Isabella and Jason walked at my side while we followed the receptionist to the second floor of the building. After reaching the end of a hallway a pair of gates with the shield of guild stood before us. The sword to defend against the wild, the book and pen to register your discoveries to the world, and the star to guide you in your path through darkness. Even if adventurers were considered failed knights, there was still honor in their roots.The receptionist opened the gates and offered us to step in. When we did, a man in casual clothing was putting his seal on the documents resting on the desks in front of him. He had long black hair that rested on his left shoulder. The precision and swiftness of his hands were clear proof of his mastery of the sword. He was not a hulking mass of muscle, but rather, a refined piece of war that had the exact amount of flesh to do the job. "Dominique Foe Yatra. Also known as 'Black Panther' for the nobles and those willing to bring pain to the irr
We were riding through the city on our beasts. Isabella and I were on Twilight while Jason was riding a monstrous wolf. When I asked him why he chose a wolf instead of a drake he told me that even when drakes were commonly stronger beasts, wolves are more practical beasts for hunting since you can train them better. He also said that his grey companion was more loyal than any other human he had met. With this, my image of him being a man obsessed with hunting just got reinforced once more.The trip was quiet for most of the ride, I was having some inner issues with Isabella being attached to my back like some kind of baby monkey; probably a consequence of my recent self-awareness in our relationship. Part of me knew that I should put some more distance between us, but I couldn't get my voice to work when I saw her face.This was the first time she had joined me to ride Twilight, so her shifting expression of fear and excitement kept me on edge from acting.This is painful..."Oi, love
Today is the day when the clubs begin their activities. Isabella and I were summoned by the club's president to attend the first meeting. As expected of a club with a bad reputation, there were barely enough members that allow this gathering to be considered a club.There were a total of 7, including the members of the third year. The president was a man with scars all over his face. His long and messy hair was giving off the air of a wild animal, he also had a penetrating stare, his red eyes were like sharp knives that seemed to dissect you the longer he looked at you. If anything, I'd say he was what a true hunter must look like.We were inside a classroom located on the fire grounds. The walls were covered in maps and weapons, there were also piles of books and documents with information about plants and monsters living in the forest, caves, and sea. The skull of a large bear was decorating the door by which we entered the classroom. The yells from the chivalry club could be heard
I had my back resting on the couch. Verónica was on top of me, still embracing me with her whole body. We were both mentally exhausted. I could still feel my eyes stinging from all the crying, and looking at my girlfriend, I knew she was feeling something similar.Funnily enough, I was at peace. As if a great storm had ended and now there was nothing but the tranquility of a clear sky. Just as I thinking of that, Verónica moved her head. She was now looking at me in the eyes. I soon felt her fingertips on my face. She was warm and... If it was not my imagination... The whole room was getting hotter... Or was it our bodies...?I couldn't give it much thought because I was being hypnotized by her eyes. There was something behind her gaze that made my heart beat faster. Before I could even wonder what was it I felt her lips touching my neck."Gh... Ah..."Pathetic sounds escaped from my mouth as her hands explored and caressed my skin with erotic gentleness. The sensation of her lips wa
When I was returning to my seat with the members of the council and my friends I dispersed the crowd that had watched the fight. I also bid farewell to Einar and promised to meet again sometime. On my way back Carin and her cronies were walking alongside me."You did a good job, little brother. Now, after many years, the Yatra household will have a higher title of nobility. This is a great achievement to add to your list. Feel proud about yourself"Carin playfully punched my arm and flashed me a smile. I received her gesture with a smile of my own."If that can help everyone in the Yatra household, then I´m happy I could be of help. You can count on me any time, sister"The face of my sister blushed and quickly turned to the other side."What a cheeky little brother you are..."""Cheeky brother!"" Said both of her cronies while giggling at me."By the way, sister, who are these ladies?"Carin suddenly realized that she had forgotten to introduce her followers. She stopped in her track
If there was something worth mentioning about my opponent, then that would be his speed. In the blink of an eye, the axe of Einar was mere inches of my face. I turned my body to the side and counter-attacked with a swing of my sword, but he blocked the edge with the long pole he used to swing his weapon.He´s strong... Still in this position, I pointed the barrel of my gun to his chest. He quickly jumped back and avoided the gum bullets of my pacifier."I´m impressed you dodged my thunder strike" He said as his stance prepared for another dash.I replied while preparing my response to his next attack. "I´m proud of my reflexes" "Then let us see how you dodge this..."Instead of dashing forward like before, Einar swept the ground with his axe, creating a cloud of dust that obstructed my vision. This forced me to rely on my other senses, and thankfully for me, Dominique had some high specs in that area. I focused on my hearing and heard a current of electricity running wildly from th
The lesson ended and we went to submit our club applications. The teacher gave us a weird look when he looked at the papers but said nothing. We returned to our seats and spent the rest of the day without anything worth mentioning.Once it was time for lunch we went to our usual place with the council. People were still giving us some bothersome stares, but we had grown accustomed to them by now.Like always, the people making most of the conversation were Isabella, the twins, and Miss Worer. The rest of us were listening and adding some comments here and there. It looked like the day would be somehow easy."Dominique, I need to talk to you for a minute"Until an unexpected guest arrived."... Yes, big sister"Who had come to our table was none other than my sister. Carin Vea Yatra. She was followed by a couple of women seniors as she made a slight bow to the prince and started to walk away.It was a bit sad that I had to leave Veronica and the rest like this, but family has priority.
When we arrived at class we greeted our friends and took our seats. It was already time for a lesson but the teacher was nowhere to be seen. At this point, nobody really cared since we all knew the reason for this behavior. "Hiyopi! Donipu~, Isapi~, and Ladapi~. Are you ready for today´s lesson?""G-Good morning. Miss Isabella. Mister Dominique""Good morning!""Morning..."The group that started a conversation with us was none other than the twins and their knight followed close by the accountant. Each of them gave us a greeting, and we responded to them in the same way."Good morning, Miss Anna. Miss Emma. You too, Emile and Dorio""Donipu?""Ladapi?"Isabella returned the greeting with complete naturality, however, both myself and Lada repeated the strange names that the older twin had given us."Those sound cute, don´t they?" Said the girl with a shy smile."P-Please forgive my sister, she didn´t do it out of bad intentions"The younger twin didn´t waste time apologizing on behal