i will start off by saying DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU CANT HANDLE TRIGGERING TOPICS. and you will also not be receiving context if not given any already i hope i don’t get banned for this - - - - - - this is how it all started. the lab, at least. they would all look at him with respect because they wanted to be like him. they were wrong. “my name is mr. nile. you are apart of an organization. i am not here to guide you, support you, or heal you. and you are not here to be comforted, coddled, or loved. you are here simply by chance, and quite frankly, an unfortunate one. you are here to be in pain. we will stretch and break you. we will shatter and burn you. we will lacerate and crumble you. and you will not cry, nor protest, nor speak at all. this is survival of the fittest. you are in an endless cycle of pain and with every moment, you will be begging for the gift of death.” he left. the room was set aflame. one hundred fifty children were there to start. when the fire died down, only one remained. the bodies were stacked atop one another, forming a circle. as nile pushed away each corpse, ripping through the barricade, a shaking boy sat there, knees pulled to his chest. nile gazed at him a moment before extending a hand. “come with me.” the boy took his hand, unknowing of what would come ahead. this boy’s name is troy, but he’d become better known as six.
this is very short bc i don’t have the energy to write more haha the more i reread it the more i cringe ngl oh my god i feel violently ill rn
