Chapter 31 - A Catastrophic Mistake
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Haaaaah......So, I''m neck-deep in this crap, and guess what? I freakin'' hate Cillian. Dude''s just a pretty face with zero substance. I gotta stop obsessing over his worthless ass and focus on the real shit going down. And, oh yeah, I''m in Omeen now! Maybe I should hit up my mom, but damn, that''s a whole emotional minefield waiting to explode. HAHHHH.....
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"Let me make this perfectly clear," she hissed, her words razor-sharp and glacial, cutting through the air like shards of ice. "You are an abomination, a catastrophic mistake that has poisoned every breath I''ve ever taken. Looking at you is like staring into an abyss of my shattered dreams—each glimpse reminds me of the life you murdered the moment you entered mine. You''re a parasitic void, a black hole of neediness and failure that has devoured every shred of joy, every possibility, every dream I ever had. My existence has been reduced to ashes because of the cosmic tragedy of your birth. The mere sound of your breathing makes my skin crawl with revulsion. You''re a cancer that has metastasized through my entire life, corrupting everything you touch with your inherent worthlessness. Each sacrifice I made for you feels like self-mutilation now—pieces of myself I carved away for someone who amounts to nothing but a walking epitome of disappointment. The depth of my hatred for you is bottomless, an ocean of pure revulsion that grows deeper with every pathetic attempt you make to exist in my world. If I could go back in time, I would tear you from existence so violently that even the memory of your conception would be obliterated. You haven''t just ruined my life—you''ve desecrated it, turned it into a monument of regret and revulsion. The fact that you carry my blood makes me want to drain every drop from my veins. You are less than nothing—you are anti-matter, destroying everything good and pure by your mere presence. The thought that I am forever tainted by the fact that you emerged from my body makes me wish I could burn away every cell that ever touched you. Your existence is my eternal punishment, and I curse every god and force of nature that allowed you to draw breath. If you disappeared this instant, turned to dust and scattered in the wind, it would be centuries too late to salvage what you''ve destroyed."
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To be Continued...