49 Medellin (2/2)
”Ehh, this is the kid I told you about who does things for us when we give him money. He is either autistic or his brain stopped growing. He has no father. His mother is sick. But this fool comes to entertain people for money and he buys food and chocolates for himself haha.” Her friend responds mockingly at him.
”Eh, too bad for him. He is blind on top of it? Hah, I'm glad he was alive till now.” The girl replies back.
The guy who is entertaining them indeed is Autistic. He cannot interpret what is happening in the world. All he knows is food and snacks. And for that needs money. He entertains people, by doing what they ask. ”Roll like a dog”
”scratch your head like a monkey”
”flip around”
”get dirty in the sand”.
The things people ask from him and he does, in return they give him 1kani a person.
Kani is the global currency of 5062. A small coin made of a mysterious black metal only made in the land of Nobles and royals.
The people laugh in joy while clapping hands, making the autistic kid do whatever they want, without a hint of humanity or concern providing him necessities let alone quality life.
After the boy is done with gathering money, He walks away with a goofy smile on his face. His shirt and shorts are torn in some places and his hair is messy. He delightfully went to a small shop, packed some food and snacks with chocolates and goes home.
”It's Big brother! He's back.” A small 6yr/o girl comes to receive her blind brother.
She takes the food and snacks from his hands. He walks while touching and sensing his surrounding and slowly reaches his mother who is sick on a bed and sits beside her.
”Why are you doing this Mark! Why are you acting like you have an Autism? Why are you letting people make a mockery of you? You shouldn't deceive anybody. Nor should you worry about your mother anymore. She will no longer live.” His mom says with a crying voice and wet eyes while holding his hand in between hers.
”Don't ever say that mom. I will protect you! I will save you! I will take care of you and little Shizuka myself. And people like calling me autistic. They like to make me dance on their wishes. They like the mask I wear.” Mark explains to his mom. His faces show how much he despises people because of the life he is living.
”People like masks, not the person. I will wear a perfect one for everybody. Let them think I'm playing on their will. In reality, I will be laughing behind my mask, making them play as I will.” Mark says with pure contempt as he dwells deeper into the darkness. He views this world with his hooded blind eyes.