1 Prologue
A boy who looked around 18 years of age was walking back to the place he lived in with tears in his eyes.
A few minutes ago he was kicked out of a party after the people at the party took his money and stripped him naked to take his nude pics.
His name was Cyan.
He was horrendously bullied by his classmates, they did it because the boy's parents were respondible for a bank fraud.
Because of his parents a lot of people lost their money bringing them to the streets and a lot of his classmates parents were subjected to the fraud so most of them bullied him due to this.
His parents were responsible for the biggest bank fraud in the country's history. The fraud was so big that the country took almost a decade to recover economically.
"Dang it mom and dad, I freaking hate you guys.
Its because of you guys that I am suffering such a miserable life. If you hadnt been selfish and just took care of me as loving parents I would've been happy." he cried out in deep sorrow
It has been 15 years since the fraud.
The government was taking care of Cyan until he turned 18 so now he had to live and earn himself.
When he turned 18 he had to take normal classes like the rest so thats how the bullying started. Some would beat him up and take his money that he had earned by doing 2 part-time jobs, saying that they were just taking the money his parents stole from them.
Because of this he would sometimes be unable to pay his rent and had to sleep on the benches of parks in freezing nights.
This was going to be his last day in the college because he couldnt handle the bullying.
He made plans by qutting college and doing 3 part-time jobs which would give him a decent pay. He would hardly get 4 hours of sleep if he started to do that but its better than being bullied everyday.
Right now he was already at his house and was searching for his keys, he had calmed himself and stopped sobbing.
"Where did I keep the key, is it under the rug" he checked under the rug but didnt find anything "Tch, where did I keep it. Its not in my pockets nor under the rug.... wait how could I forget this, I was just kicked out yesterday." he said with a sigh and walked out of the building.
He didnt have enough money to pay the rent so he would have to sleep on the benches tonight too.
It had been around 6 months since he had live on his own and when his misery started. In all that time he was suffering depression, he often had suicidal thoughts but was afraid because he didnt know what will happen after death.
He had theories such as reincarnation or going to either hell or heaven and the most scary theory that made him not kill himself was that after death he would just be stuck in a void for eternity.
He was very scared because of his last theory so he didnt want to kill himself.
He is a very depressed boy but he is also very smart, if he wasnt being bullied he would've become even smarter.
He is one of those kids who overthink too much about a thing.
Thats probably why his depression would be very severe.
Even right now he is overthinking about what happened at the party.
'Why the hell did I even go to the party? I knew that this is what was going to happen exactly. I went to my doom on my own accord.
What will happen if the pics are leaked?
Well whats the worse that could happen, they would make more fun of me.
Hahahaha they wont even be able make fun of me anymore, I am not going to college am I.
But still everybody would see my naked body and laugh at me while cursing at me.
What did I do deserve this? Why do I get such a miserable life? It was all my parents so why am I being punished.' He conversed to himself inside his mind
He didnt have any friends so his best friend was himself.
It was around 12 pm so the streets were empty except for a beggar who was sleeping on a bench.
He noticed the beggar and walked towards him.
He was currently staring at the beggar who was sleeping with a newspaper on his body as a makeshift blanket.
'You know what, today is the last day of my life, I will kill myself today.
I dont care if I am stuck in a void for all of eternity, its still better than living here.
I will kill myself for sure today.
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*sighs* I couldnt kill myself today either.
Why am I such a pussy?'
He was trying to find different ways to kill himself for the past hour but everytime he did find a way he would get scared and think of a less painful way to die.
At first he tried to jump of a building but he thought that he still might survive after the fall and he also remembered he is incredibly scared of heights so planned another way to kill himself.
Poisoning himself, getting run over by a vehicle, shooting himself, hanging himself, stabbing himself.
His main way to die was by poison or by a gun but the idea was ruined when he looked at his wallet and also thought what he would answer when someone would question for the reason of his purchases.
This wasnt his first time planning for a suicide, he had the idea every week but couldnt find the courage to kill himself.
"Is my life just going to be like this, too afraid of dying, just being bullied, working my ass off to just make enough for my life to continue" he spoke silently while he sat on a bench with a face filled with hopelessness.
"This is the worst life that anybody could ever have" he said while sighing
'hnm this kid is going through a lot' these were the thoughts of the beggar who Cyan was staring at an hour ago.
It turned out that the beggar was awake all along, he was seeing what a kid his age was doing all alone in a park at this time.
Cyan was sitting on a bench that was right next to the bench in which the beggar was sleeping at.
The beggar had heard his stuttered words and his cries.
He felt sympathy for Cyan even though because of his parents he lost his job, his house, his wife, his son.
Because he knew what losing everything felt like,
Cyan had lost his parents, he lost the memories that a normal child would have, he lost happiness from his life.
The beggar got up and sat up which jump scared Cyan because he thought the beggar was asleep.
The beggar opened his mouth and asked to confirm his suspicion "Hey kid are your parents the people responsible for that bank fraud 15 years ago"
When he asked that question Cyan was prepared to be beaten up because he was probably their reason for him to be homeless.
He answered "Yes they are my parents."
There was pause and then the beggar spoke " Must be hard having such shitty parents"
When Cyan heard what he was surprised because he didnt start cursing at him.
"Arent you angry at me?" Cyan asked
"Why would I be angry?" the beggar asked him
"Because you are homeless due to my parents."
"Yeah I am homeless due to your parents so I am angry at your parents and not you."
Cyan chuckled before saying "You are the first person that I have met who didnt even show a bit of anger at me that have been conned by my parents."
The beggar was surprised when he heard that he heard that "You have really gone through a lot of bullying because of your parents."
"Yeah"
"Do you think you will ever be able to forgive your parents for what they have done to you."
Cyan thought for a minute and answered "Probably yes. I might be able to forgive them but I will never forget the scar that the they have put on me."
"They are pretty lucky to have a son like you, hope they change too."
"Yeah hope they do"
They conversed for a few more minutes which made Cyan to not give up on life.
His depression faded away with only just a few minute talk with a complete stranger.
He left the park and was walking back to his house hoping that the owner would let him stay the night.
He had a new enthusiasm to live, he had never felt so powerful and happy in years. It was all because of that beggar who encouraged him.
But his destiny had something else in mind.
