I'm an emotional beast, a monster that should die, even worse than the monster before me that can destroy the moon - a yellow octopus that has a speed of mach 20. Me - a monster that could accidentally kill someone and isn't accepted into society and who has a mother that wants me to die. It was simple. The only answer was for me to die - except it was impossible. Therefore, I don't care anymore. I live, I live, if I die, I die. I welcome death, and live life as normal. Emotions? I don't need them anymore. I don't know what they are. I don't care. Mother doesn't care for me? I don't care for her. she beats me up? I don't care. She hates me? I don't care. I simply, don't care. About me, or anyone. At least, that was before I met E Class.
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