Prologue
The world hates me. Even the smallest country knows that I must be hated. With the events flowing throughout, I could not defend myself. I was vanquished in every place I entered. From a small village to a metropolis, they despised me. They just don't want by day, I ran from every person: men, women, children, even from my loved ones. Although God did not speak to me, I can sense He already abandoned me. I just wish I was not there. I just wish I did not ask for it. I just wish I made a different choice. I just wish I was not the one.
The place where I am now is hopeless. Dark clouds cover the sky. Debris are scattered all over the place. Everything is messy. All you can feel are sadness and anger. In every step I make, all I can hear is silence. With that, burst of questions went flowing in my head with no answers that I can come up to.
What is wrong with me? Am I cursed? Am I really the one fated to be the cause of that event? Should I be really the one to do it? These questions always haunted me every night; questions that are always confusing me in every way to make me almost be an insane person. I cannot stand it anymore. I have to get out of this insanity. I have to get out from this nightmare. I need a place. I need a place to make my mind at ease. I really need that place right now. I need sanctuary. But it seems I cannot find it elsewhere, or it did not wanted to be found. I tried to look it in every place I could, but all I see is a depressing world. The world that disowned me for the event I can barely remember I was the one who triggered it. I must find the truth. I must find my way to redeem myself. I need to change everything. But the only one thing I know for now, I was alone…
Out of Nowhere…
I tried to run as fast as I could, but they always reach me. I tried many routes, but they are too many. I tried everything I can think of, but they always outrun me. It seems there is no hope escaping from them…From the scattered debris to the bloodshed roads, I was cornered. I was stuck between the mob and the rocky walls. Those eyes of the mob, those angry eyes I always seen. I tried to talk to them, they don't want to listen. I beg for mercy, they plead justice. I can't feel anything from them but pain. For them, I am the criminal and they are the victims. For me, I am the victim and they are just accusers. As they move closer, I just knelt down and said to me,
"This is my end…"
Then, suddenly, I heard something; whistling at first, but it seems moving closer to us. The sound increases more as the mob and I nervously searching where it came from. In just seconds, wild animals came crashing behind them. Ferocious enough that all they want to do is to kill, as if they were crazy to attack anything in front of them. As the stampede came swooping toward us, I waited and found an escape point. With the mob distracted by the animals, I did not waste any time to run. I run as fast I could and did not look back. Moments ago, I am having my last minute of my life. But now, I have the opportunity to seek the truth. Am I the one who started it all? Did I go there in purpose? Did I make the wrong choice? How it all did begin? Was the event should really happen? I know for sure, these questions will be answered little by little. I just hope I can find them out…
My name is Mathian Jaust. And this is my story on how I become….
The loneliest man in the world...
