Weapon of War or Omen of Doom "Saka"
Between the wall built by humans with advanced, sophisticated tools, and the wall constructed by monsters from stones, trees, and lava, lived the six-year-old outcast, Saka, surviving on the water that falls from the sky, what comes out of the earth, and everything that is spent.
A life I wouldn't wish on even my enemy.
Saka was a child born half-beast. It wasn't his fault. The scar on his chest wasn't his choice, but it sealed his fate.
Humans saw Saka—despite his half-demon status—as something they could tame, pit him against the monsters, and use him as a weapon to fight us, no different from any broken bone in a dirty street brawl.
Six-year-old Saka had seen a lot of people, from beatings to starvation. He knew he was born in hell. His instincts taught him that humans are never friends. Four years of humiliation taught Saka to fight monsters.
One day, a scientist decided to put a collar around Saka's neck, telling him that it would explode if he left them. He took Saka's head with him, and that he would release Saka in exchange for a live monster.
Saka immediately agreed and headed toward the forest, knowing he only had one day to offer a monster's head.
As he ran through the forest, Saka realized that these monsters he was about to kill... hadn't harmed him, and he didn't know them. Saka looked at his reflection in a swamp and asked himself:
"Am I a monster?"
Perhaps he was answering to himself because he knew there was no place for him in the human world.
He ran toward their world, saying:
"Maybe I'll find good people... Maybe behind this wall are people who will accept me."
Saka stopped at the monster listening posts, asking for their help. As soon as they saw him, all the monsters rejected "Sam" because he was human.
No matter what Saka did, he would never be a true monster or a true human. He literally looked at his reflection in everything, like a monster rejected by all classes. They despised him; he was the black sheep of this world.
He noticed that time was running out and that this collar would explode in minutes. He looked at himself, literally doomed to death from both sides.
Saka's hatred was intense...
for both sides.
Seconds counted for Saka. He headed deeper into the forest, believing that death alone was the only way out.
The collar exploded, but instead of killing him, it burned Saka's neck and jaw, leaving him in agony and hell. Saka remained in place between the two walls. He looked at the amount of pain the humans had caused him... and the monsters who had abandoned him as if it were nothing...
Saka: "Oh, I'm bleeding... This hurts... Why? What did I do to them and why did they abandon me?..."
Saka: "Am I a monster?... The sound of blood dripping from Saka's jaw."
Saka: "Or am I human?... The sound of flesh burning from the explosion."
Saka: "Oh, it doesn't matter anymore... Because if I die now, that's fine... But if I live until tomorrow, I promise you both that I will make it hell for you and everyone who stands on this earth. Aaaah!!"
So...
Saka looked at what remained of his mouth in its reflection in the pool of blood beneath him... As his sight and hearing began to fade, he lost all senses, overcome by a heavy, unquenchable sleep, tears streaming from his eyes.
He lost consciousness.