Heroes From Other Worlds Who Don't Like To Fight

Chapter 198: Monologue Fram

Ever since I was a baby, my left hand had no flesh and no skin except only the skull, both of my biological parents left me in an orphanage run by sisters and now this is my new home.

Of course here I live alone where every child will stay away from me and only a few sisters will approach me.

"Look it's not like you're so graceful in these clothes."

"I don't like it, can I wear my usual clothes."

"But."

"No problem."

One of the foster mothers looked disappointed but I was happy for the clothes that covered my entire body and hid my arms and face.

One day when I hid myself from another child a boy appeared in front of me. He's impressed well so it's not strange he's trying to ask me.

"Yo what are you doing?"

"Raifudus, stay away from me."

"I'm a little curious why do you always avoid the others?"

I showed my hand so she could stay away as soon as possible but it was different than I expected.

"Cool, your hands are skulls, I hear anyone born out of such circumstances means you're going to be a witch."

"What's cool, it's like a monster's hand."

I subconsciously shouted at him even so the boy smiled while rubbing his nose with an innocent face.

"You're not a monster, you're just a little special about everything. I'm sure if you grow up your hands will go back to normal."

It was a word that gave me hope, at first I thought he was the origin of speech but the truth is that Raifudus is indeed interested in magic or other things and reads a lot of knowledge that no one else has ever known, compared to everyone else he was a knowledgeable person.

"Look at this, the Vikings were great. They live in other parts of the world and live on a boat with their clan.When I grow up I'm gonna get out of here and find it."

"Are you serious?"

We inexplicably became familiar as friends until a few years later my hand came back as ready as what the Raifudus had said.

Raifudus was happy and a few years later we parted, that night he packed his clothes and left the orphanage with a piece of paper he left for everyone.

Everyone already knew about this so they just let it go and let it go. I tried to stop him but I decided to give up until finally a few years passed.

I live as someone else should and one day I have someone I like and a child, due to an incident of witch-hunting we left the orphanage and stayed aloof away from anyone even so all the precious things had been taken after.

People who knew me from the orphanage said that I was a witch.

The two people I loved had died from strange burning though I was burned it never killed me, my flesh and bones had been destroyed and only bones repeated.

"Think of it being a witch."

"Just shut you down."

I hate everything, I hate everything. If they think that a demon witch, I'll show you everything.

I covered myself in a robe and walked through the fire. Everyone stood speechless with paled faces while I was covered in flesh and skin again.

"How can you?"

I killed the man who told me to be a witch first by pulling his heart out and destroying it, he was the man who had expressed his feelings for me but I refused.

"Wait, w-what are you doing?"

I took a gun to my hand and said while pointing it at my head.

"I'll show you what hell is, Bonjour."

Their entire heads exploded producing blood that spurted into the air as brain fluid and flesh scattered.

"I'll destroy everything by creating a mad witch, that's my promise."