Hate color Blood❤

This novel was inspired by a game I played. The game tells the story of a white-haired girl.

Clean who lives with two fathers

Her father was a violent and sadistic man. He often gets emotional with his daughter.

Until one day She secretly ran away. and accidentally read his mother's diary until she found out the secret

Something about why father chose to keep her..

For the past 8 years, she has always trusted her father. without ever doubting and the fact that her father abused her

She believes that is the love that her father showed by beating and physically attacking her❤

But after reading that diary, Why do you hesitate? Why do you feel confused??

She only has two options.

is choosing to escape Escaped from her father's life.

Or accept and wait to receive the punishment for escaping.

Finally, this child I chose to run away. and disappeared forever

Or start a new life❤ Hehe.

I like this game because..it is a game that conveys the viewpoint of decision-making through a little girl.

Which her fate is so sad❤

But her personality considered very excellent It's an outstanding character.

Until I want to be a real person..

Ah.. I admit that I'm crazy about this game. I like the characters, their poses, their personalities.

Excellent..very excellent❤

Well, the game has the plot laid out very perfectly, no matter the scene, tone, and mood.

and decision making ❤

If you make a mistake The perspective of each character will change immediately.

Which is very exciting ❤

Part of it came from movies I had seen. I'm a person who likes to watch brutal movies.

Therefore, the deep personality will be passed on from the character that will be composed.

I'm someone who watches everything that's perverted, brutal, action-packed. I've seen it all.

I really like this type of movie. So I tried to decorate it.

I don't know if it will work or not. But I'll try. ❤

It's important. ''Inspiration''

And the story that really inspired me was the personalities and gestures of the characters.

Therefore, I would like to bring some inspiration. derived from the personality of ''Ai'', the main character in the story

Let's create our characters today.

And it's none other than ''Mugee'', but I'd like to change my gender.

The protagonist in our story I'm a man.

and is half Russian as well..

Plus you will be mistreated like in the game❤

How good is this?❤

There might be some mistake. I apologize.

Okay, from now on I intend to write a novel.

Thank you for reading until here❤

Good luck ❤

Buybuy..

Pui Pui

Another head hangs lowly,

Many people's heads were hung down.

Child is slowly taken.

The child was slowly taken away.

And the violence caused such silence,

That barbarism creates helplessness.

Who are we mistaken?

Whose fault is it?

But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.

But did you see that? ,It's not me ,It's not my family.

In your head, in your head they are fighting,

In your head, in your head there's only us fighting

With their tanks and their bombs,

With tanks and bombs

And their bombs and their guns.

Lots of bombs and more guns.

In your head, in your head, they are crying

In your head, in your head, people cry

In your head, in your head,

in your opinion , in your opinion

In your head,

in your opinion

Another mother's breakin',

A mother's heart was broken.

Heart is taking over.

The heart has been taken

When the vi'lence causes silence,

The brutality that occurred cannot be disputed.

We must be mistaken.

We missed it.

It's the same old theme since nineteen-sixteen.

It's like 1916.

In your head, in your head they're still fighting,

In your head, in your head we must fight

With their tanks and their bombs,

With many tanks and bombs

And their bombs and their guns.

Various weapons

In your head, in your head, they are dying

Many people died But in your head, in your head

In your head, in your head,

in your brain ,in your brain

In your head,

in your brain

A boy with clean white hair sat and sang a song with ease.

while the small pairs of feet swung back and forth.

The boy slowly closed his eyes before sighing softly.

When the song is finished He opened his eyes and stared at the blue sky that stretched as far as the eye could see.

and allow the realm of thoughts to take over...

An 80-year-old grandmother floats into a boy's head

That honest and kind grandmother.

A grandma who shouldn't have had to leave so soon. Grandma who likes to come in and comfort him when

He was abused by his father. Grandma who likes to tell him his favorite stories before bed every night. Grandma who

often hurts him and always smile at him Grandma's smile was warm. and gentle.. But

Now that kind grandma is no longer there to protect him...

The boy slowly lifted himself up off the ground.

One small, thin, pale hand wiped away the clear tears that were streaming down both cheeks.

His little mouth muttered softly. It's like whispering to someone.

''Grandma, where are you?''

''Grandma has me secretly, right..?''

''Hey, Grandma, where are you? You heard me right..? ''

''Please answer me.. Hey, hey, Grandma, what should I do? Even though I didn't feel any pain at all.

Really, but why? But why? Tears can't stop flowing!!''

''Grandma, please answer me. What should I do? Grandma..please answer me..''

''Hey, Grandma is secretly here, right?''

''Grandma always appears behind me when I'm not paying attention.''

''Grandma is behind me, right? I know.'' The boy quickly turned around and looked behind him.

In my heart, I really hope that that person will stay. But when you turned around, you were disappointed.

Because there was no one behind him..

There was only one large oak tree. Its leaves turned brown and crumpled.

Acorns, large and small, lay all over the base of the tree.

Judging from its size, it must have been on this land for ten years...

The boy let out a small smile. He laughed and mumbled about the person who would never return.

''Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah You, Grandma has a secret crush on me, right?''

''Hey Grandma, please answer me.''

Everything is still calm.

There was only the sound of the wind blowing endlessly..

But suddenly Images from the past flashed into his head again. someone's picture

Covered in darkness until only two eyes could be seen.

That dark figure kept coming closer to him..

It snatched the boy's head and slapped him across the face several times.

Until the boy's face was all bruised and bloodied. Thick and fishy blood flowed from his mouth without stopping.

Satisfied, he threw the boy's body away. before going to pick up a baseball bat

At the end of the stick was a crab nail that had been hammered until it was deformed.

He held the stick and tried to hit the air a few times. To make sure The force of the blow will not fall.

The boy looked at the dark figure in the distance. He tried to use both hands to find a way out. But it didn't work.

It came very close. and struck his finger with full force.

''Thump!!''

''Ahhhh!!''

The sound of hard hitting bones The sound of bones breaking mixed with the cries of the victims could be heard everywhere.

The figure hidden by the shadows smiled as he saw the boy's body writhing around.

narrow-eyed boy He held onto the broken fingers. Then he used his last strength to look at the door in front of him.

Before his body was hit again and again by that baseball bat..

Over and over again..

''heavily''

The boy opened his eyes. The scene he saw was truly cruel. He thought to himself.

He would never go back to being like that again.

''Never!!''

''There won't be a day!!''

The boy laughed wildly at his thoughts.

''The person who was treated..''

''There must never be him.''

''It's not him''

''Because he is the one who will do it!!''

The boy grabbed and pulled his own hair like crazy. Pictures of family members being hurt back into his mind

''Father''

''Mother''

''elder brother''

''Uncle''

''Grandma!!''

''everyone''

everyone!! They all hurt me.

Grandma, Grandma too. I hate you grandma. you are disgusting

No!! Everyone is disgusting. No matter who or what face They all want to hurt me!!

You guys shouldn't even be alive!!

You guys are just beasts.

I'm not your victim!!

The boy was quiet. before an evil smile appeared.

But you are my victims❤

The boy smiled and turned to look behind him.

''you''

''you..''

''You..are really here❤''

''Grandma❤''

''everyone''

The boy looked straight at the giant oak tree.

Behind the oak tree is something hidden.

Something he I don't want anyone to know.

Tiny, pale legs walked towards the giant oak tree.

He came to a stop in front of a hole too wide and deep for an ordinary person to dig.

It was very dark in the hole. It's dark..so much so that you can't see the bottom of the hole.

The boy slowly dragged a large black bag out from under the house.

and spread it open

He threw the corpse in the bag into the hole.

One by one..

One by one....

until it's all out of the bag

''Ah!!''

He cried out in shock.

When someone's hand Reached over and grabbed his leg.

Then a pitiful voice sounded.

''L....my son''

''Please, don't kill Dad.''

''F..Father still doesn't want to see-''

Before he finished speaking

His face was violently hit by a shovel. Until blood splattered onto the shovel, including the boy.

My hair is white and clean now. It was stained red with blood.

His face and clothes were stained with red and viscous liquid.

horrifyingly

From now on, there will be no more innocent children.

He opened his mouth and spoke with disgust.

''Ka..''

''You're disgusting.''

''father!!''

''yes! father''

''A father who abuses his children''

''A father who never gave love to his children''

''Father who every time When in a bad mood or not as desired Always comes to vent at the child.''

''A father like this would be better if he died!!''

''So do you guys''

The boy sneered as he looked down into the pit. Some corpses were brutally murdered.

Some corpses were in distressing physical condition.

But every corpse They were all people who had hurt him..not even family members.

''Let's end it''

''Cruel memories''

The boy firmly held the shovel in his hand. Then he scooped up soil and filled the hole until it was completely covered.

''No matter who..any face''

''For daring to hurt him''

''It must be punished for what it did.''

End❤