Henry stopped going to school and they barely had anything to eat, his father had stopped working so the little money they had saved up eventually came to an end and then the physical abuse got even worse.


    It was a day just like any other when Henry who was just twelve or thirteen years old, hid under the bed covering his ears and his eyes closed, he kept crying maybe he was just trying to drown the screams of his mother and theughs of his father with his own cries.


    But all of a sudden, it becamepletely quiet. Henry still kept his eyes closed as he kept trembling under the bed, after few seconds passed, he slowly opened his eyes and turned his face to look forward.


    His father was lying there in a puddle of blood with a knife sticking into his chest, then Henry saw his mother approaching the bed though he was only able to see her feet.


    She stopped right in front of the bed, maybe she was speaking something but Henry was too scared to even think of removing his hands, after a minute his mother walked away from the bed, and soon he saw his mother climbing onto a chair.


    From under the bed, Henry saw as his mother''s feet swung in the air. After moving around for a while she became still, both of his parents were not moving and there was no sound but for some reason, Henry was more afraid than ever.


    After who knows how long, the police came there and only then did Henrye out from under the bed, as he finally got to see his father and mother, and seeing his mother''s terrifying face he fainted.


    That incident became quite popr for some time and Henry was sent to an orphanage, even though he no longer had to listen to his mother''s screams or hide because of his father, but Henry was already broken, he had be a monster.


    In his mind he had formed some kind of illusion, he always wondered why his father would beat his mother like that. Was it fun? Before he knew it, Henry''s mind was filled with all kinds of new curiosities.


    At the age of fifteen, hemitted his first murder, killing an orphan girl who was younger than him and used to y with him all the time. He just pushed her off the roof and smiled as he watched her bleed to death while screaming and crying.


    From that point on, Henry killed many women and always made it look like some kind of ident then he even began to torture those women before killing them, and then disposed of their bodies.


    But he would first get very close to his targets, almost bing a part of their family and then he would inflict both mental and physical pain on them.


    At the age of thirty nine, he had killed many women and was living twopletely different types of lives, one was a respectful office worker and the other was of a heinous criminal, but in the end, he got caught.


    Hisst victim looked simr to his mother so he just couldn''t bring himself to kill her... in a short time. So he just kept torturing her, he would always have a smile on his face as he watched this woman suffering.


    But a small carelessness on his side got Henry caught in the end, after all of his crimes were revealed he was given the death punishment, and as he was being hanged his mind was filled with regrets.


    Regrets, that he was not able to kill hisst victim, soon breathing became hard for him and he felt pain in his neck. Just when he thought his life was over and darkness began to swallow his vision, strange scenes began to appear in his vision.


    It was some kind of story, something like a movie where the main character trained, got a few girls, found some treasures, dealt with some viins and in the end killed the main viin, the story was filled with many twists and turns and many shocking secrets though Henry was not able to see everything.


    Henry wondered why he was watching a movie when his life was just about to end, but then he felt cold water dripping onto his head, he jolted awake and sat up straight.


    Henry looked around in confusion and shock, as he found himself inside some kind of a building while dozens of women and a few men seemed to work on theirputers, everyone around seemed busy with their own work.


    Looking at the screen of his own monitor, Henry found that currently he was in the middle of editing a video, soon pieces of memories began toe together then he checked his pockets and found his identity card.


    From the visions he had seen earlier there were also scenes about a character named Max who is a ProTuber on this, and from then on Henry fully epted his new reality as Max.


    *******


    (Back to present...)


    Rubbing his cheek and adjusting his jaw, Max opened his eyes and found himself lying near a trash can, he slowly stood up as a twisted smile appeared on his face.


    " Ha, I wonder just how good would it feel to torture and kill the arrogant women of this world. If everything goes ording to my n then I would be able to torture all the women I want heheh-  " while Max was busy imagining his victory, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of his mobile.


    *RING* *RING* *RING*


    *CLICK*


    " Where the fuck are you? Don''t you know that it''s time for you to stream. Get yourzy ass back here to the office in ten minutes or I''ll hit you in areas where it hurts the most. " From the other side, a woman shouted angrily.


    *CLICK*


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