Self Tales Deceive

“Lies and secrets, they are like a cancer in the soul. They eat away what is good and leave only destruction behind.”

Yuuto appears as a cheerful male, often drifting away from reality or not taking anything seriously, not even the most grave of situations. This lead to many people, be it male or female feel attraction to him and the friendly aura of his. But even with such popularity, he is always seen walking home alone from school, always declining any offer of walking together and shoving people away from outside of school. Because of his actions, not many people can tell what he really is like, what he dislikes or enjoys. Even when engaged in small talks his only answers always came down to "mhm" It seemed like he didn't like people at all, despite him being the go-to guy for help and advice.

He was born rather late to his family in a small house here, inside New Gen City and lived a poor life. No siblings or father. And a mother that wasn't the most cheerful of them all. But in the end, he still helped her out to the best of his abilities untill her inevitable passing when he turned 18. It was tough, living alone so early in one's life with no guidance whatsoever, but he pulled himself together and managed to survive. Strolling the streets with a cheerful smile on his face and helping people with their life, that's what he told me, and I couldn't help but admire the man that helped me when I was bullied and left in an alley with my leg broken. That's where I learned of his past, and plans. It was around when the officials started to recruit us, regular people to join their ranks. He called an ambulance and sat next to me saying he'd be there with me untill it's arrival. We talked, but no matter how curious I was and how much I begged, he didn't answer a single question regarding his lonely life without his mother or his life in school. As the ambulance arrived, he put his hand on my shoulder and said that everything will be alright, and that he'll join "Simorgh" so that nothing like this will ever happen to kids like me. To this I couldn't help but ask, why "Simorgh", I mean.. "Behemoth" is so much cooler? Right? Afterall, they're the police, I thought. He smiled, "Who would want to be a pawn, if you can be the chessmaster?" It wasn't the answer I expected to hear, it made me feel uncomfortable, but before I got to say another word he turned around and walked away as the doctors took me away, that's all I saw of him ever.

"Oh, what a stupid tale."