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“His Name” the MonsterLoading...
By: Parsa Moini
Aizen was a tall blond man in his 30’s who was like many others. But one day, he lost everything. He was wanted by the police for murdering 2 of his friends, but he was completely innocent. Some people saw him with the 2 bodies, and they accused him. What they didn’t know was that one of his friends killed the other, and he said to Aizen:” It was the monster, run. You should at least learn everything. Find Mr. Lucci for me.” He then died of poisoning. Since then, Aizen has been in hiding. He learned how to use a gun, how to survive and more. But the thing was that every time he was close to learning more about “the monster”,he would lose track. He eventually found Mr. Lucci, and learned much more about him: Mr. Lucci told him about “Mark”, who was a very quiet and cold-looking boy. Nobody ever knew what he was thinking,and he took joy in chaos. He was a leader, a monster. The next day, he went to see Mr. Lucci once again, but he was dead. On the wall, there was a message: “The monster is about to explode in High Tree Forest”. He was tired. He met the monster in High Tree forest, and he suddenly remembered: those cold eyes, his very pale skin, everything was like Lucci said, but it reminded him of someone else: Hannes, the shadow of high school, the humiliated kid. The monster. “Why?” yelled Aizen. The monster smirked. “Nothing in particular.People listen to me,some see me as a god,some even kill themselves for me.” he said. “ Mr.Lucci once told me a story about a creature who sets out to find a name. On his journey,he saw cruelty and a harsh world. He decided to adapt to this world, doing as everyone did around him, and he got blamed. He earned a name: the Devil. I seek out my name, learning from what I see in the shadow of this world. You’re no different from me. You’re seeking your name, and you lost your past. But who’s the “real” monster? Society all have “expectations” and “morals”, they call people like me monsters, but they all bury cruelty. We humans are hypocrites.We are only equal at death”. A shot was heard in the forest. Then a second. Eventually, days went on, and as time passed, history forgot these stories.