Chapter 3 - Prologue 3

Atlas had Finally reached the age of 31. Since Atlas had started college he had not contacted his birth father or his stepmother. He had promised himself that he would forget about them and everything they did the moment he moved out and yet, they live in his mind constantly crashing his hopes and dreams with the words ``waste" resounding within his mind day and night.

When Atlas had finally reached the age of 31, he had decided to buy a gun and keep it in his house for safety measures. That said, he would hold the gun to his chin every single day after work, asking himself if he wanted to die just for him to put the gun down again.

The silvery shine on the gun had created a reflection that would constantly ridicule him every time he looked at it. He felt like all his failures were staring back at him every time he looked at it.

Atlas now had a Scruffy beard, long hair that would constantly dreadlock. His hairline had receded to the middle of his scalp. Nonetheless, his hair was still full of dandruff and other dirt that would stick onto his hair visible to the naked eye. The stench coming from him after 4 days of not showering would cause homeless veterans to drop dead and his eye bags had reached the point where they would darken his cheekbones.

Every day for the next year he would follow the routine of waking up, eating, working, trying to kill himself and sleeping, and this was all he did till one day he had had enough of everything.

On this particular day, the sky was rumbling and the clouds were sobbing. The wind howled vigorously and the trees shook violently. Countless umbrellas could be seen moving on the sidewalks as they blocked their wielders from the tremendous amount of water flooding from the sky.

On this day, Atlas was working hard as usual when his boss came out of his office with a young woman with long brown hair and a set of clothes that left almost nothing to the imagination. She was considerably taller than the boss yet shorter than Atlas by an inch. They both came out sweating and slightly panting while their clothes were slightly roughed up.

When they came out, the boss immediately made eye contact with Atlas and slowly walked towards him with a stiff posture but a twisted smile.

it was clear what was going to ensue.....

'Damnit' Atlas inwardly cursed. The day was going fine till that point. Well, fine by Atlas' standards.

"Atlas! WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU DO" shouts the boss yet his face showed amusement rather than wrath.

I do not understand sir, can you please elaborate?" pleads Atlas

"Don't fuck with me. You know exactly what you did. Today I have had enough of your nonsense. day and day again I have to deal with you and even punishing you clearly isn't doing the job" He Replies with a cynical smile.

"Sir, I have been doing my job properly for the last 3 years yet you kept finding unjust reasons to pick on me," replied Atlas for the first time in years. Atlas' lip curled up in disgust as everyone around had turned utterly silent.

"D-did you just reply back to me?! I'm your fucking boss and you replied back to me?! DO YOU WANT ME TO FIRE YOU?!" replied the boss, visibly shocked and infuriated by Atlas' reply.

Atlas took a deep long breath before speaking again in a monotone voice.

" No need to, I'm quitting. good luck on trying to find any employee willing to do the same amount of work I had to. I simply had enough of your shitty ramblings day in and day out."

After speaking Atlas had started walking towards the front door of the building nonchalantly without even batting an eye at his now shouting boss.

"YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME. COME BACK HERE RIGHT NOW AND FINISH YOUR WORK! I FUCKING HIRED YOU, I PAY YOU!"

His boss had gone with his rambling till they were muffled by the door when it shut. Atlas at this point had a strange tinge of purple burning within his eyes, vigorously flickering, wanting to devour anyone and anything in its path. Atlas was silently planning on what to do now as countless plans went through his head on how to get revenge on everyone who had wronged him.

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When Atlas had gotten home, there was a pair of black Pair Forces laying on his bed accompanied with black sweatpants, a black shirt and a black leather jacket. There were also a pair of black leather gloves, a silver gun, a plastic red container full of gasoline, an old Nokia and a box of matches lying on his counter table.

He quickly got changed into the set of clothes and used the information he had collected for the last 2 months to start his plan.

When Atlas had gotten to his car, the trunk of his vehicle was full of gasoline containers, ropes and blindfolds. It also contained a baseball bat with dried up old bloodstained and a baton stick. Atlas had also carried a small pouch with a Taser and his silver gun in it. He quickly started driving to his nearest destination and when he got there he had the biggest grin.

He walked through the hotel entrance and bought a room for the night. when he went upstairs he went to a particular room which happened to be his boss's daughter's room.

You might be asking, how did Atlas know she would be here? Well to start, 2 months ago he had stumbled upon the computer screen of his boss's daughter logging into Facebook and while doing so she had clicked on the 'show password' icon.

Due to the fact Atlas was in charge of the whole company's systems and managing, what people normally called the 'IT guy', he was able to hack into her Facebook and see her messages. Over the two months, he had been watching her conversations with her boyfriend until one day he invited her to a hotel room which she accepted. He gave her the room number and Atlas simply went with it.

A girl's voice resounds from inside with a "who?". The voice was cut after a small pause when she repeated her question.

Atlas replied with "room service" as soon as he heard the second reply which promptly allowed him to hear an annoyed grunt and sounds of footsteps. The footsteps slowed down a little before stopping completely with no sounds for a second until he heard the click of the door with an annoyed "what do you want?" right after.

Without warning, Atlas slammed his fist into her abdomen so hard that he quite literally blew the air out of her. She lost consciousness a few seconds later right after struggling to breathe for a few moments.

Her boyfriend got up after a few seconds while trying to contemplate what happened. He quickly shouts "Who are you?!" with a confused and panicked voice, which Atlas shrugs too and replies "Room service" before shooting him in the head with the silenced pistol and grabbing the girl on the floor who couldn't be older than 18.

The girl was 5ft 4 with a slim body and an extremely light one at that. Her silky blonde hair slithered down Atlas' neck while her soft face lay on his shoulder while he put her on a piggyback after checking if she was alive.

he quickly goes through the fire existing towards his care before putting him inside and incapacitating her with ropes, a gag and a blindfold. Atlas then swiftly drove to an abandoned building near the hotel where he would meet up with the gang crew.

He had made a deal with the gang's local leader that they could have the girl for free and have as much fun as they wanted depending on how they were willing to use her.

After making a video and sending it to her father, he went in and made the delivery before driving to his parent's house.

2 months prior, he had visited his old high school looking for his favorite teacher just to find out that she was killed when she tried to stop a fight between students. One of them was arms and she took the full force of the hit, dying on the way to the hospital.

This news made Atlas' heart slightly sting and he reminisced on all the things she had done for him when he was in high school from not treating him as an outcast to even listening to some of his problems, both personal and educational.

Right after his school visit, he went to check on his now ex- parents to see if they had changed. Of course, he didn't even have a fragment of his being that believed that they would change yet he wanted to check with his own eyes.

When he walked in front of his father after so many years of not seeing each other, his father gave him a single look before focusing on the tv again while his stepmother looked at him with disgust which he could see from the corner of his eye.

he left quite quickly after that not wanting to waste another second on them than was necessary.

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Right now Atlas was in his car after making the delivery going towards his fathers home with a look of impatience. He could not wait for what he was about to do and when he finally parked his car, a grin formed on his face.

He looked at the nearby cars just to see his sister's name written on the number plate meaning she was there too. He gets to the door and rings the bell and as it opens, he gets his taser ready.

When his sister opens the door, his smile is wiped and she squinted her eyes looking at him unable to recognize him. Before she can utter a word, she recognizes him and has a moment of shock which was overridden by a face with cringe and despise written all over it.

His sister was a beautiful woman with a now bloated belly big enough to recognize yet small enough to show that there is still a few months left before the birth. Right before she opens her mouth again, Atlas quickly takes her consciousness away.

A shout of "honey, who is it?" can be heard from inside as a woman in her late 50s comes into view. She was a tall woman 5ft 10 with wrinkles all over. She had gray and black hair tied into a ponytail while she wore a green gown and had golden rings on her fingers. she looked like she was in her 70s from looks alone while yet her personality was of one of a teenager.

When she finally contemplates the view in front of her, a bat moves towards her face faster than she can react and obliterates her jew (metaphorically of course).

When her husband sees her drop lifelessly onto the ground, he starts to panic and takes a look around for anything he can use as a weapon. The old bald man with wrinkles on his face and a bushy beard took a cup and smashed it to create a glass blade. Unfortunately for him, he made two mistakes. one, he didn't see that his opponent was armed and two, like in the movies, so instead of making a glass blade, he created a mess.

Atlas walks to him slowly as his birth father keeps failing to use the remaining cups to create a blade/ knife remotely good enough to barely penetrate the skin. When he finally made a decent cup it was already too late. A bat was flying towards his outstretched arm whizzing through the air with a whistle.

Atlas had completely shattered his father's hand with a single swing of his bat while swiftly doing the same to the other hand before aiming for the legs.

Atlas took all of them and roped them up to a chair and gagged them. He went to collect cold water from the sink in the largest bucket in the house before dumping each of them with it.

As their blurry vision disappeared they saw a man with a black leather jacket looking at them while chuckling lightly to himself. They all knew him yet every single one of them wanted to forget him or just despised him for no reason. He had a silver gun in his hard shining rays of light on its surface and a taster in his jacket pocket poking out. There were a dozen gasoline containers behind him which were stacked on top of each other.

Atlas looks towards his father who had fear-stricken eyes in them before he walked to him snd ripped the gag off his mouth yet his father still imitated no sounds other than his staggered breaths.

As Atlas looked into his eyes with a face of pity and disgust mixed within it, he says

"What a pity, dad. look at you, your current situation is quite despicable isn't it?"

"Man, i wonder. what happened to my father? what did u do to him when my mother died? did she take him with her or what? pffft..... HAHAHAHAHAHA"

Then, his father finally speaks and asks

"Why are you doing this?" with a staggering terrified voice.

Atlas looks at him with the largest grin as his eyes glow from dark brown to violet surrounded by black on the edges of the retina. the middle of his eye was still back, yet looking at it, it was brimming with joy kike it was full of colour.

Atlas let the biggest laugh of his life out at that moment while getting on the floor and clutching onto his abdomen struggling to breathe. They all looked at him with terrified eyes thinking that he had finally gone insane.

Unbeknownst to the Atlas who is dying of laughter, The Greed for a good spectacle and the Lust for blood and destruction made the candle sized flame inside Atlas erupt into one of the sizes of a tennis ball before quickly reverting to its original size. This made his eyes Also flicker with a shadowy flame barely escaping his eyes before resounding again.

After a few more minutes of laughter, he finally got up still chuckling and told his father the reason why this whole thing was happening in the most amused voice.

"you know why this is happening my dearest father? Right after my mother died unfairly from a disease that was incurable you quickly took the chance to snatch yourself a new woman. And you see, I don't mind the fact that you have gotten remarried. I'm doing this to pay you back for abandoning me, for neglecting and abusing me... no, for all of you abusing me. you see, the gods didn't punish you so i took the matter into my own hands to make sure you learn from your mistakes before you go to hell." he says before the point at all of them in a childish accusing way.

"Remember every time you abused me at home and in school?" Atlas said while walking towards Dalia who was looking at him with a petrified expression. "Do you remember every single time you told your crappy little boyfriend to "have fun" with me and "make sure I get home safe"? he said while getting uncomfortably close to her face before bursting into laughter.

"Oh my dearest beautiful Dal, I heard you like having children," he said. She immediately turned paler than before making her skin white enough to be comparable to the color of milk. Both parents followed suit, immediately imagining the worst.

To all three of their surprise, Atlas points his gun towards where he guessed her ovaries were before shooting it with his silenced gun. She immediately starts screaming in agonizing pain as her eyes start to gain hydration and a small puddle of blood forms under her. Over his sisters screaming, he says "then i'll take it from you, just like you took away everything in my life" said with a lustful voice. His cheeks had turned red and his eyes were dilated.

Atlas was smiling ear to ear with amusement written on his face as he said `` I heard you like the child you're carrying".

immediately everyone turns pale again as Dalia starts begging to spare the child. His mother also starts begging while the father is looking at Atlas too shocked and scared to say anything.

"don't worry my dear Dal, I won't let you die alone. I'll let you die right next to your parents if it makes you feel any better" with a chuckle looking at her with his eyes imitating a purple-black glow.

'I wonder if her blood tastes any good' he thinks before suppressing the thought.

"I wonder how much electricity a fetus can take before dying," Atlas says out loud with his chin acting like he is pondering on the question for a while before shrugging and stating "I guess there is only one way to find out" while walking towards Dalia.

He quickly gags his father again before telling him to "not worry, it's going to be your turn soon" while giving him the warmest smile he could muster

When he gets in front of Dalia, she visibly shivers and he pulls out the taster immediately after before letting her hear the crackling of the electricity.

He slowly points the Taser towards her bloated belly before giving her a countdown just to start tasering her when reaching two. She would scream for a second before spasming in her chair. He would then stop to give her a moment of relief just to crush her hopes of the pain ever-ending by being shocked once again.

This would go on a few dozen times before Atlas came to a realization. He put the taser down making everyone relax for a second before he slapped the bottom of his right fist into his left palm in an act that he had figured something out.

"oh crap, i completely forgot i have no way to find out if the fetus is dead or not" he proclaims with an innocent smile curling his lips up.

Atlas quickly stood up from his place next to Dalia to go in front of her. They were all placed in a line with his father on the far left and his stepmother in the middle while Dalia on the far right. They were all spaced out equally with a gap of two meters between them.

As Atlas gets in front of Dalia he says "sorry my Dear Dal, I didn't mean to hurt you so much, I honestly didn't know till a second ago. But it's okay, I'm sure you will forgive me hahaha... Anyways I'll be ending your suffering, cuz' you know, I don't want you to have to go through the extreme pains of childbirth so ill get rid of the pesky child myself." with a sign of disgust.

Atlas pulled out his silver pistol right before aiming at Dalia's bloated belly.

"NOOOOOOOOOO, PLEASE I'LL DO ANYTHING" She screams with pain and agony carved onto every inch of her skin.

"My dear Dal, this is for your own good... oh my god, I don't think i can look, this is for your own good, you will understand when you are older" Atlas says to his older sister while making a fake sobbing noise to implicate how it hurts him more than it hurts her.

"C-come on my d-dearest b-b-brother," she says with a pain-filled voice "i'll do anything, ill fulfill all yo- AHHHHHHHHH" she pleaded just to get shot in the shoulder.

"disgusting," Atlas said with a monotone emotionless voice.

At that moment, the blood flowing out of her womb looked almost delicious, more colorful than anything atlas had seen before. The bright crimson glistened from the moonlight entering the darkroom.

"Oh my dearest sister, it seems I need to work on my aim, how about becoming useful for once and becoming my aim practice will ya," he said with his usual caring act disappearing as fast as it appeared.

He points the gun towards her chest before pushing down on the trigger.

BAM... BAM... BAM

The first shot was aimed at her bloated belly, the second to her right lung and the third to the head. Each bang was followed up by a low shriek that became progressively lower until the last shot where the shriek was no more.

The parent are on the side balling their eyes out at the loss of their child and future grandson before Atlas ripped the gag off both their mouths before saying "whelp, I lost my most of my enthusiasm the moment i killed her so i guess i'll just burn u guys down with the house"

the constant desperate pain-filled swearing of his stepmother and the muffled sobs of his father were completely tuned out the moment Atlas put his PairPods on and started to listen to classical soothing music

'Ahhhhhh, how peaceful' Atlas thought

At the same time, he was pouring both his parents and the whole house except his escape route with gasoline and a smile painted on his face. Thankfully, due to how big the house in the area was, no one heard screams and even if they did, no one came to check up on what was happening.

When the house's 3 floors were drenched in gasoline, he finally went to one of the living rooms and to the kitchen while opening the gas oven filling the kitchen with the smell of pure gas. Atlas quickly went to the room his parents were in to give his final goodbyes.

"Well, will you look at this, quite romantic isn't it?" he said with a smile ear to ear and eyes glowing in the semi-dark room. "you even get to spend your last moments with the love of your life, in a burning house. What an ending"

"I must say, quite the experience, you should try it some time," he said while removing his father's gag.

"fuck you, I've never loved you and neither did I love your mother. i cheated on her with my now wife every week and that stupid bitch didn't realize even after 9 years of being married. Can you believe it? I REGRET EVER BRINGING YOU TO THIS WORLD, LOOK AT WHAT IT GOT ME INTO. MY ONLY DAUGHTER IS NOW DEAD AND IT BECAUSE OF YOU! I SWEAR I'LL KILL YOU AND EVERYTHING YOU KNOW AND LOVE" said his father losing hope, yet ironically hoping that Atlas would just shoot him if he were annoying enough

Atlas put his hands on his knees while looking his father straight in the eyes before saying "well, that won't be possible cuz' first, u already took everything from me, and second.... dead men tell no tales..." he says as his eyes flare a shade of violet and his amused grin grows even wider.

I hope you burn in hell, my dearest yet pathetic father" Atlas says while throwing a lit match in the corridor, the other side of where his existence was.

As he stepped out of the house, a weird empty feeling entered his heart. It was a feeling of relief and accomplishment. That said, it was completely swallowed by the feeling of emptiness, not having any goals or dreams left in him. The willingness to live had completely disappeared as he slowly walked towards his car in a lifeless posture.

When he gets into the car, he holds up his blood-stained gloves with his right one holding a silver gun which he had taped using the tape he had found at the backseat of his car, yet he doesn't remember buying it.

A man with a taped gun in his hand was sitting in his car taking a deep breath while pointing the gun to his head.

His face was full of acne scars. He had a black unkempt yet regularly (once a month) trimmed beard with some unequal sides. His lean body was well defined with muscles due to his regular workout, yet he had a body thin enough to be called unhealthy, looking almost like a malnourished athlete beyond his prime

Even though he was in his early 30's, the dark bags under his eyes made it seem like he was in his 50's while the well-defined wrinkles on his forehead from constant frowning backed the theory.

His short black hair receded enough to define the wrinkles and acne, keeping the attention there longer than anywhere else on his face.

He wore a black shirt under his leather black jacket with stains of brown-red over it and his face. his black sweat pants and black PairForces were also stained, yet it camouflaged with the color of the clothes.

Behind him, was a two-story house big enough to be capable of inhabiting two families of four. Its windows were smashed in and had flames burst out, while slowly yet surely destroying everything in its path.

The people outside can be seen running out of their houses in a panic. While most of them were holding their hands above their agape mouths, others were panicking, taking out their phones while quickly mashing three numbers and putting them in front of their ears.

"wait.... i can't die like this, i gotta' make my death a cool death, not a cowardly one"

Atlas quickly got out of his car and ran towards the burning house with a gun to his head. When the people heard the footsteps they looked around to see a man wearing all black running towards them at full speed. As he passed them he walked In front of the burning house and looked back 0towards the crowd. The police department and the fire department forces were showing up non-stop and some were already going towards the engulfed house of his parents.

"YOU SEE THIS!?" He asked while pointing towards the house behind him, well... what's left of it. "I DID THIS, I DID ALL OF THIS. I KILLED MY PATHETIC PARENTS AND SISTER IN THIS HOUSE AND YOU KNOW WHY? CUZ' FELT LIKE IT. HAHAHAHA. YOU GUYS SHOULD TRY IT SOME TIME"

Atlas started to maniacally laugh at the faces people made, the police were aiming their guns at him telling him to put his gun down while the people around either had a face of fear, shock or both.

"AND YOU KNOW WHAT? I'VE ALREADY ACHIEVED EVERYTHING I'VE EVER WANTED IN LIFE, AND JUST CUZ' I FEEL LIKE IT, IMA END MY LIFE TOO! I do pray that i get s better family though, at least ones that won't force me to sleep in the basement , hahaha-" BANG

Everyone stared at the smiling man In front of the fire engulfed the house with shock. Half of them were holding their agape mouths while the other half was vomiting...

The moment Atlas had pulled the trigger, a sense of relief washed over his body as he fell limo on the floor. a few moments later, everything went black yet, ironically it was the best feeling he had ever felt. a feeling that all his worries were being washed away slowly like sand on a beach.

At that moment, as Atlas looked deep into the abyss of relief, a vigorous flame waved at him with a flicker of light. The flame was purple and emitted a deep violet glow with an aura so black that it out the abyss around it to the same.

As Atlas looked deep within it, it started back with a swallowing gaze. The gaze alone felt like looking into a black hole. The violet flame flickered with intensity, to the point it erupted and swallowed both Atlas' soul and the abyss in the blink of an eye.

Before Atlas was even able to comprehend what happened, he found himself opening his eyes once again, but this time, he was no longer Atlas.