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Namjoon was twenty four when he got a call from his uncle to sign some papers for a experiment with his fellow scientist,

Namjoon was sceptical at first but the offered amount was quite large and being in the last year of college everything was expensive and plus it was from his uncle's friend, they couldn't dream to harm Namjoon,

Hence Namjoon didn't dwell into it too much and signed the papers, later on realising that the wanted to remove his alter from his head and give him a body,

Namjoon was seventeen when he discovered his alter, RM wasn't the ideal person you can imagine,

Namjoon never knew when his anger and hatred for his dad turned into a second person living in his head,

RM was beyond agressive, sometimes it gets hard for Namjoon to control his, his classmates started calling him freak and crazy because of the sudden change in his behaviour,

Namjoon's dad was not that bad of a person, atleast at the beginning, slowly the increase amount of alcohol consumption turned him into a abuser,

At the beginning it was quite bearable for both Namjoon and his mother, few slap or if it gets worse some punches, but slowly it gotten worse, sometimes Namjoon used to wake up by the sudden screams of his mother,

He used to ran towards the door beating it endlessly trying to get them open the door, to help his mother, to save her from the monster inside the room with his mother, poor soul couldn't do anything but to cry,

Few slaps turned into agressive punches, hands got replaced by belt and the limit was reached when he brought the whip,

The cries got even louder, knowing he can do nothing to help the only person he loves the most, he sad under his bed, hands on his ears pressing the hardest trying to block out the painful cries of the person who brought him into this word,

The boy broke when he saw the dead body of his mother near the first step of their staircase, he was horrified at the scene infront of him,

The blood pooling around the limp unalive body of his mother,

Everyone said she died because of slipping through the stairs but Namjoon knew better, it was not an accident, she didn't die because of slipping,

She died because that monster killed him, she wasn't a clumsy person and had fear of hights, she always steps carefully while going upstairs, there's no way she wasn't watching when she was climbing the stairs,

His father did it, he cried, yelled, tried to tell people but no one listened,

People thought he was in shock because of the death of his beloved person but Namjoon wasn't,

He knew damn well what he was saying, he just needed proof, just one proof and that poor excuse for a husband, dad and human will be behind the bars,

But he didn't had any, there wasn't a finger on the victim's body or any marks of struggle, Namjoon didn't knew what to do or how to expose his father but it didn't stopped him from trying,

His father stopped abusing him after death of his wife and that leads Namjoon to question his own beliefs,

He started to think his mother's death might actually be an accident, that it really took toll over his father, but God, how wrong he was,

With death of his wife Mr. Kim gotten needier, and having no money blocked his way of a motel, until his eyes fell on Namjoon, his own son,

He was needy and everyone have a hole, that's the only thought crossed his mind when he planned on raping his own son, only after a week later of his wife's death,

Namjoon screamed, cried, yelled in pain but nothing, no one came to help him, now he knew why his mother used to cry at the dead of the night,

He couldn't feel anymore helpless when his thirteen year old body got used by someone who should have protected him,

After that day it was like his mother was replaced by him, he had to go through the same thing every single night, without a single break.

Untill RM took over him and killed that filthy basterd and burned down his own house like it was nothing.

Next day police found the naked unconscious boy infront of his burned house, the boy was so terrified that he couldn't even speak,

No one expected a fragile boy doing all these stuffs, the insurance his mother had on his name didn't let his his studies stop and his father's life insurance took care of his personal needs,

Even though his uncle and aunt offered to help, they were already providing a roof over his head and keeping up with his other self he didn't wanted to trouble them more,

In his last year of college his budget tightened and when he got the offer of splitting his alter in exchange for money, it was a offer he couldn't decline.