Childhood corruption

The world is corrupt. It always has been.

You remember the village you grew up in. The memories are cloudy, but they always carried a sense of happiness and childhood whimsy to them.

You remember the day they robbed you of your childhood. The soldiers had come swarming into the village, killing men and women alike. They killed all the adults, abducting the children for some "personal training".

You remember the torture of being a child soldier. How they beat and kicked you when you couldn't do the demanding tasks only adults should do. The nights you lay on the cold hard ground, unable to sleep from the hunger.

You remember being saved and thinking that your world would get better.

You were wrong. It only got worse.

No one wanted a child who had been trained for the battlefield. You were alone in the orphanage for so long you thought that no one would adopt you. When someone eventually came for you, you should have known better than to have hope for a better future.

The family was cruel. They always scolded and beat me for not being 'normal'. I never had a normal life, how was I supposed to know how to be 'normal'?

School was just as cruel. They expected me to know things I had never known of before. Don't they know that not everyone knows what is 'normal' to them? I tried looking for help, but no one understood what I was going through. They thought that it would help me if they talked to me. Words don't mean anything if it changes nothing about my situation, does it?

My friends, the few I had, were no help either. They were all trapped in the whirlwind that was school, always having to study and unable to have fun all for the sake of some good grades, believing that would allow them to have a better life. But that wouldn't matter if they never had the chance to grow up, right?

I couldn't handle it anymore. I snapped. I realized that the only way I could be happy again was to follow in the footsteps of society. If the society is so corrupt, stealing the lives of children for their own selfish gains, then I would steal the lives of the adults for my own selfish, childish wants.

I wonder how many have lost their lives to me. It doesn't matter. As long as I am the Supreme Ruler, sitting on my blood iron throne, they all have to bow down to my every whim and fancy.

I learned my lesson 'trainer'.

In this world, it's kill or be killed.

I learned my lesson teacher.

You must help yourself in order to succeed.

I learned my lesson 'father', 'mother'.

Those at the top get to lead the masses. Those below can only suffer under them.