Setting the limit

Opening my eyes as I expected I was greeted with an unfamiliar ceiling ,the place I currently was seemed more like haunted house with the broken lights and cracked windows around me , sitting in a corner slowly like a dream I began to recall my memories .

In this world I am an orphan from birth and was severely abused in the orphanage where I stayed so I ran away from that place . It has been 5 years since I started living in this place this bodies previous owner was a pretty strong willed person because the place he chose to stay was a abandoned house in middle of a huge dense forest

Starting from eating small berries and fruits and being afraid of dark he transformed to a nomad who hunted animals to quench his thirst and hunger. I think he had enough of the humans in this world because lookism is popular for their world which is basically a shit wrapped in a cool wrapper ,because how wonderful it seemed on the outside there was all kind of shady business starting from drugs to human trafficking at a very large margin in the darkness , but here rather than money your strength stated where you stand in this world's hierarchy

Currently I am 14 years old ,Roughly 2 and half years till original story starts even though I have obtained all the skill I hadn't used them for my body to get used to them , As there are no mirrors around me I cant see my reflection even though I know I am good-looking I need to know atleast how I look from the abilities of Gojo I will never use anything other than strength and stamina i have set my limit not use the cursed arts through the limiter although I obtained some skills my stamina and strength to execute comes from Gojo's ability

"system" , "info", "interface" shouting all the names both physically and inside my mind I understood I have no system or guide "sigh even I cant know how powerful I am " {narcistic words of a narcistic person who doesn't believe that he is narcistic}

First of all I need to escape from this amazon jungle like place but I cant simply step in with nothing atleast I need some clothes . Searching the place a black box attracted my attention on inspecting it closer I felt thankful to that Morgan looking guy he placed a good set of clothes with my identification and a credit card

Currently I look like this after putting on the cloth{pic}

It took me 1 hour of jumping and running to get to a road , I don't know why but I am very short for my age I think I still hadn't got my growth spurt yet , walking through this broken road with only the moons light to guide me I reached a alleyway with all kind of shady business with red lights and smoke every where I was walking through the top of a building as I don't want to mix up in a fight and alter the whole story yet

But what attracted my sight was a scrawny boy who looked like a skeleton straight from an coffin the only indication that the boy is alive was his tired movement , the boy was trying his best to hide his presence to get some medicine or money from the medical shop in front of him I guess ,but the boy was sure in a bad luck cause the shop owner saw him and greeted him with a punch straight across the face seeing this made me feel some what uncomfortable but this type of site is common in the lookism universe if you ask me.

The boy picked himself without any expression visible on his face everyone was minding their own business but an old lady approched him and gave him some left over food but after bowing his head the boy didn't eat it but started to sprint toward the darker area of the slum where lights didn't reach

I decided to follow out of pity or some emotion I didn't know but my heart was hurting , he was the first one around my age I met after coming to this world

Rather than intervening, I decided to watch where this boy was going even if he was a kid, a cruel place like this makes children mature out of their age so I was wondering how he is surviving . Is he alone? a runaway fam maybe or some cult or crazy shit like that? i had many doubts surging inside me.

It had been 10 minutes since he started running with his bare feet, which had many cuts and bruises with the uneven hair on his face I couldn't get a clear picture of his face and expression

Soon he reached a broken-down house with a roof that would crumble at any time. Oddly the boy climbed up through the roof to get in the house rather than the door like he was hiding something to find the answer to my suspicion I followed him into the house and with my skills  I can easily conceal my presence.

The sight I saw following him made my eyes cloud with tears without even me knowing

A little girl of age 3 or 4 was hiding inside a wardrobe it is no wonder her brother told her to hide as it is not a safe place for kids like her . The little girls face brightened up seeing her brother , she ran towards him and hugged him with a smile

The girl was in a better condition than her brother she had an torn and tattered towel wrapped around her caved in stomach smelling something from her brothers hand she snatched it from him and opened it and started to search inside with her small hands taking a rice cake she cleaved them to two pieces offering the larger piece to her brother

Drops of tears started to run down my cheek witnessing this sight , it made me remember my past family . Seeing her smile her brother patted her head and decided to fill his hungry stomach with water ,Looking around there was damage everywhere in this room a single spot was not without dirt but the love for each other made the walls of this room to have enough strength to call it a home

Seeing there interaction I decided to continue my way to explore rest of Seoul but as I was walking my way I see a rusty van going towards the are of the boys house but what caught my attention was the old lady in the back of the van "isn't she the one who gave that boy the food " I mumbled to myself I decided follow my step back towards the house