521 Side Chapter: Madys Journey (1/2)

Since I have a memory of my own self that I have always been alone.

I was born in the slums of a city filled with corrupt aristocrats and a king that never gave a glance to the people that needed his help the most.

My mother? I never met her.

My father? I never met him.

I was born as the only surviving egg inside a nasty poodle in the streets, I crawled my way through the nasty and fool-smelling water as I arrived in the slums, a place filled with danger.

I did not know how to speak, nor read, not even fight… I was lost.

I just knew that I was born and that deep within me, there was the instinct of survival, to ensure it at all costs.

I survived my way through hunting the small crabs and fish that lived in the nasty pools of the streets, they were not delicious and tasted bitter, but were enough for me.

As I grew, I began to interact with those of my height, those similar to me, children that were homeless and survived as they could.

Most were uninterested in me and would reject any interaction with me, others would try to attack me and steal whatever I had as a possession.

But because I never had anything, they would just beat me until I could not move and then go away.

This happened many times until I finally learned my lesson.

I cannot trust anyone.

Most of those children were not like me either. They did not have long appendages as legs, which could stick to the walls and even ceilings, and as I grew, a strong carapace grew in my back where I could hide from their beatings.

I used what I had to make a living.

I saw many times how they assaulted the unaware and foolish people, and how they stole things from them.

I did the same.

I used my carapace to hide as a piece of junk in the trash and awaited an unaware trespasser, I then ambushed it with my tentacles, hit their faces until they couldn't move anymore, and stole all their possessions, leaving their bodies exposed to the rest.

Since that time, I learned how things really were.

I acquired my first clothes, as well as some things of 'value'.

Some kids approached me after seeing what I did, some feared me, and others saw potential in me.

An older kid, a merman, taught me how to speak their language, and also gave me a brief introduction on what the System was.

I never knew about the system until someone told me about it, there, everything I ever had would appear as numbers, skills, titles, levels, and more.

In the System, I discovered my name… Mady Cobalt.

Who gave me such a name? That is a mystery that I never discovered.

I was baffled by this strange power, and I decided to put it on my use to survive.

It seems that not many of them were capable of hunting crabs and fish from the ponds where I went, which were deep under sewers, it seems that I naturally had a high resistance to wastes and the toxicity in water, something that they lacked and were weak to.

I gathered food for them, and I got workers for me.

I grew to like this, I stole and stole, gathered riches and paid them, made them my loyal dogs, I made sure that they couldn't betray me, to depend completely on me… and those that seemed suspicious were eliminated and feed to the crabs.

I gathered books and read many texts, I began to understand the words as I abused the System powers, and through this, I gained knowledge, greater knowledge than most of these ignorant fools.

I found a strange book one day, by assaulting an old man, and learned strange magic from within a scroll inside of it, I acquired the power of Illusions.

It seems that I already had the talent for them, but needed to awaken them through knowledge and understanding, which the book and the scroll gave to me.

As I grew older, I was not as strong and flexible as before… but I used the powers I awakened, the powers of illusions to deceit those that depended on me and those that had the potential.

Lies and Deception were my life, I used them for everything, my words held strange powers within them, bribing and treachery became my strongest tools, as I accumulated many things, not even the guards of the Kingdom could easily mess with me, and those that dared were eliminated or had their families captured, and only freed when they became obedient dogs.

I used my words that held magical powers to brainwash them slowly, to make them zombies for my cause, to fight for me, and to die for me.

I could not help it, I was rotten to the core, I was born in the trash and became trash, I embraced this and became treacherous and what most call, an 'evil person'.

I did not see myself as someone 'evil', but as someone that had to do what it had to do to live another day.

I used every tool and was as nasty as possible for my own good. I could not let them see my weaknesses; I could not let them see me as someone exploitable.

I exploited them.

I found their weaknesses.

Not much after these years, I was known as 'The Treacherous Kraken Witch'.

My race was named Kraken, so it made sense in a way, and through this title, I acquired even more control over those below me, and a higher reputation.

I gathered forces and more lackeys, and treasures and riches beyond what could I had ever imagined.

I embraced these things and used them to my advantage. I could never be safe unless I had the whole Kingdom of Aquaria dancing in the palm of my hands.

I had long gone into the path of someone that could not walk back…