The Anti-hero 15 No Title

Tyler was tired, these 7 days were the worst of his life, he had never felt so much pain, but his pride and dignity hurt him more.

In this days. He has been treated not only physically, but also mentally and psychologically, the only thing that keeps Tyler sane was his anger and anger, there were times he was about to go crazy, every time he saw the young man he felt a huge fear and just wanted to bend and apologize for forgiveness, but the anger erased all that, Tyler has always been someone vengeful if someone hits him a fist returns 100, that when he can, when he can not wait, he was patient cold serve revenge.

Well that's what I always thought since in the Pacific world as it was if someone hit you with a fist and you answer with 100 they would call you crazy, tyler have always been aggressive and violent when you are mad but always take your revenge with the bed wall or it is suppressed by taking breaths.

Only his mother and Richard know this, Tyler abroad can seem friendly and accessible if you talk to him, but when he is angry it is something else.

And now with the world tree unleas.h.i.+ng all his thoughts and feelings, suppressing this desire to kill all those who were involved in kidnapping and torturing him was totally impossible.

Lost in his vengeful thoughts, Tyler did not realize that the young man had come back with his usual smile, but this time it was different, Tyler could feel his desire to kill since he had the same look he had when he saw him.

"I think I already had a lot of fun with you, dad is tired of losing my time playing here and I should take better advantage of my time, so I'll have to vote for my toys jejeje."

Tyler could not understand anything but an action is worth a thousand words, the young man no longer repressed, hit with all his strength and with intention to kill, shortly after Tyler fainted from the pain but the young man did not stop for two hours, all the Small cell was full of blood.

The young man stopped gasping and looked at Tyler, the blood drained from his whole body, the cuts and cut marks were all over his body even his face what was a pretty Tyler face now it was just a mess of blood and cuts, there was not a part of the body intact.

"Take him and throw him into the corpse pit, he is not dead yet but he will soon be if it is not for blood loss it will be for the cold, hehe is already in his last." The young man smiled satisfied.

Two guards arrived and removed all the shackles, one of the guards grabbed him by the hair and dragged him across the hard floor, pedragozo and cold from the dungeon.

Leaving the dungeon, the guard met others, who also carried people, almost all dead, not all can stand as a tyler inspired by anger alone.

After dragging him without care of anything on the rough ground, the guard threw him into a sanja full of corpses a short distance outside the mansion.

After the guard left Tyler opened his eyes and looked cautiously around him.

In the time he had been here he had suffered a lot, but he also gained something, tyler's will was now as immovable as a mountain, he learned to endure great pain without bowing and giving in, he learned that the world is not a fantasy and has always been cruel.

Even in your Pacific world, things like these, not that they did not happen, it just did not happen to you.

In this world there was also this type of people, only that society repudiated them is why they remained hidden and did their acts hidden in illegality, now with the awakening, tyler was afraid that governments could not control them.

Looking in all directions, Tyler realized that he was on a sanja completely full of corpses, either old woman or child had all kinds but all of them also had signs of torture, raised his head and saw the 2 huge moons, when he saw these moons for the first time he felt a great shock and then a great emotion, but now, they only made him feel lonely, realizing that he missed his family, and also Richard's fool, when he thought of Richard a smile formed on his face, that he had not had since he came to this world.

"Am I going to die here?" Tyler murmured with a lack of will in his eyes.

Tyler tried to enter his mission world, if he had to die he preferred to do it ayi than in this grave of corpses, but he felt a horrible headache, this kind of pain only happened when he had used the mission world too many times.

Desperation took over Tyler.

"Will I really die here?" His voice sounded hoa.r.s.e and full of fear.

'No, I will not die here!' Tyler moved his wounded limbs and received immense pain, but he gritted his teeth and dragged himself from the corpses until he managed to get out of the pit.

Tyler crawled as if it was the only thing he knew how to do, the only thing he thought, with the pain running through his entire being Tyler crawled leaving a path of blood, fought to get somewhere to ask for help.

Basically he knew that he did not have anyone, and that he was very likely going to die but he did not want to give up, he could not give up until he gave the life he deserved to his mother not until he lost his virginity, this kind of thoughts kept pus.h.i.+ng him towards in front.

He did not know how long he had been crawling until now, all he knew was that he could not do it anymore, but he still did not give up.

"Hunn? What is this?" Out of nowhere an old voice was heard.

Under the light of the moons, the silhouette of a stooped old man, leaning on a cane and wearing very dirty clothes, was vaguely deceptive, he looked like a beggar.

The old man approached Tyler and looked at him closely.

"Wow incredible !!, what a great will to live still does not give up!" Said the old man as he watched as Tyler's arms trembled trying to follow, the few nails that were left, were aware trying to crawl.

The old man looked at this with watery eyes and old memories came to his head.

"Huuu boy you're very sorry, but you still do not give up, you're exactly like him."

After saying this the old man, charged tyler along the streets sometimes falling and sc.r.a.ping.

He was very old and had to walk with a cane, but he did not worry.

"You did not give up despite your situation, how can I surrender to this little difficulty."

Under the light of the moons, the silhouette of an old man carrying someone on his back, staggering could be seen.