Protagonist? Antagonist? I Reject Both

Chapter 219: A Look Into Past[II]

Chapter 219: A Look Into Past[II]

Leon's heart pounded in fear seeing those gazes and at that time, a loud sound broke amongst the ground, and an old man dashed at him.

Before Leon could react, a foot crashed on his face.

"FUCK You!"

"AHHHHH!"

He screamed as the foot slammed directly into his face. He wrapped my hands around his face to protect him, but the old man then squatted down and started punching him.

"Your family killed my children. Your family destroyed my family."

The old man roaring violently thrashed Leon and a few moments later the doctor started to pull him away.

"Old man stop! You will kill him!"

"Uncle calm down?"

"Nurse brings another tranquilizer."

"Let him go. I will kill him."

"He shouldn't exist."

"Such a menace should be killed and fed to dogs. My family, he killed them all. He killed them all...."The old man burst into tears trying to get free but once he was pinned down by the injection he lost his consciousness.

While several people looked after the old man's well-being, no onenone of them even bothered checking the small bloodied figure lying beside and coughing blood.

His body was left on the cold floor until a senior nurse was unable to bear it and carried him back to his ward.

....

The memories of that fateful day, November 23rd, 2018, haunted Leon relentlessly, each moment etched into his mind with agonizing clarity.

The screams of his parents echoed in his ears, their desperate pleas for him to run, to survive, forever etched into his soul.

But no matter how many times he replayed that horrifying scene in his mind, the outcome remained the same..

That was..

His parents were brutally murdered before his very eyes.

The pain of loss, the raw anguish of witnessing such senseless violence, consumed Leon like a poison leaving him hollow and empty inside.

Night and day blurred together, each moment reminding him of the void that now filled his heart and telling him that he was all alone.

Alone in the world, with no one to turn to, Leon felt as though he was drowning in a sea of despair, his every breath a struggle against the crushing weight of loneliness.

And then there were the nightmares, haunting him relentlessly as he slept, their vivid images tormenting him with memories too painful to bear.

He would wake in a cold sweat, his heart racing, his mind plagued by the ghosts of his past. In those moments of panic, he would reach out for his parents, seeking their comforting embrace, only to find himself alone in the darkness.

Despite the short time, his thinking matured as if he was forced to act out of his age.

The hospital became his prison, its white halls a stark reminder of the life he had lost.

Surrounded by strangers with their cold, indifferent states, Leon felt like an outsider in his world.

Their whispers of condemnation, their judgmental glances, only served to deepen his sense of isolation, driving him further into the depths of despair.

Every day he opened his eyes, curses would pour upon him. The hospital became famous as many people came to visit him.

Not in concern rather they want to see the venomous child. Even news reports hovered around the place all around and even tried to get him to speak but as if mum, Leon never spoke again as if he had lost his voice.

Inwardly he wondered why the hell the hospital was even keeping him there instead of throwing him but the only answer he got was that it was a court order and money had been deducted from his father's account.

'That was the only mercy you are given but what your parents did, you should even deserve it as your parents killed many innocent children.'

The doctor didn't forget to hide the sarcastic remarks. For everyone, he had already become a garbage dump on whom everyone could dump their hate.

He began to grow insane and wonder if his parents were really bad and just acted but he convinced his heart that this wasn't possible because even their way of killing was falsified.

He felt very paranoid and hoped that someonesomeone out there would fight for justice alas

His parents were killed right in front of his eyes but they telecasted that they were killed while doing another experiment and injecting drugs.

No matter, whether this lie had become truth engraved in everyone's hearts.

After half a year of treatment, he finally came out. He was registered in the school where he studied before.

His parents left a huge fortune but most of it just disappeared but left over was enough for him to go to school, however, the house had been sold and he was given an apartment in a nearby society that belonged to his family.

Leon, who stepped into one of his most cherished places, suddenly found themselves roaming in uncharted territory.

"Hello.I Gath"

"Sonia"

"MattIts meLeon.."

"Why are you all ignoring me?"

When he left, he still had many friends but when he returned, all he saw was coldness and people trying to get as far away as possible.

They avoided him as if he were a plague. Even the teachers wouldn't hesitate to curse and swear at him and even complain to get rid of him.

The faces he was familiar with were nowhere to be found. He tried to get closer to them, but they just averted his gaze and ran away.

While few even cried out of nowhere saying that if they played with him, their parents would beat them.

It was so bad that Leon stopped interacting with them. The parents who would come to pick up their kids wouldn't hide their contempt while some even prayed that it was a blessing that their kids hadn't been kidnapped and turned into research subjects.

But he didn't have time to waste time thinking about this as another blow was soon out to strike him.

All the money in his parent's account was seized out of nowhere and he was transferred to an orphanage.

He used to stay in a small apartment that was held by his parents but he was thrown out of the locality. Some black dressed suit individuals came and took him out saying that it was time for him to visit his new home.

He wondered what it was going to be.

Contrary to his expectations, it was one of the vilest and dirtiest places of all.