The SSS Beast King: Rebirth of the Legendary Predator
Chapter 46: The Nameless King

Chapter 46: The Nameless King

Even with a passive that was created to oppose you, things still go your way don’t they, fate? I realize it now, the reason for everything that was happening. Why Dusk didn’t remember me, and why I was granted this passive.

I was foolish to think I had acquired such power purely through my own achievements, but as always you prove me wrong. Is it just another way for you to laugh at me, or do you just want to get rid of me that much, Core?

Have you had enough of me? Well, I don’t blame you. With everything I’ve done in my past life, I’d want to erase a bug like me too.

But you’ve made a grave mistake, your carelessness got in the way, and you desired this too much and gave away one of your biggest weaknesses. For all your power, fate is beyond your grasp.

I looked over at the moon once again. I smiled melancholically as I rested my head on the palm of my soft hand. The heat painted my face with bright colors that are unseen by the naked eye, and only visible looking beyond the blank canvas.

’Just forget it. And you better not let me win again, or I’ll think you pathetic.’ I said softly, the cockiness from earlier completely vanished into the calm air.

I didn’t look as he left the room, the tension that once filled the room slowly disappearing. I could feel that my comment made him really frustrated, maybe cause I knew what subject angered him most.

Being seen as not good enough, maybe it has to do something with his background, but I’ve observed that his blood boils whenever I say something that makes him feel lower than me.

If I were him, I wouldn’t want to erase my past, no matter how bad it was. At least it defines him. Compared to that, I have nothing to prove I exist.

I do wonder, is my face blurred to everyone watching the stream right now, is that why people are so attracted to me, a nameless being? It probably was a surprise when they saw me win the first game, and who wouldn’t looking at me?

I guess it’s true what they say, even among those who know you best, The Core puts all of them to shame. At this moment, with my realization of what I’ve gotten myself into, I felt lonely.

It has been a while since I felt like this, it bring me back, to the moment I was abandoned by my mother for that wicked human, the time when my hatred began. And this time is all my fault.

I have never had this happen, or have I? This though itches me at the back of my head. It could have happened, but at the same time, I don’t remember something that could have led to it.

’Death inside The Core, such a horrible way for your path to end.’ I got up, feeling my blood rush to my head to keep me from falling on the cold floor. I kept my smile as I wandered through the boundless hallways of the room. I dragged my hand across the wooden walls, getting splinters inside my hand. Hey wasn’t that a way to create an identity? Hmm, Splinter Boy doesn’t sound that bad.

I reach my room, the one that was assigned to match me best. I laughed, as I slowly stepped through the doorway and saw an empty bedroom. A bed and a desk, such simplicity, can’t say it’s quite my style, well I can’t say I have a style at this moment. I only have my name and myself.

I walked to the bed, my feet touching the hard stone of the floor. I could feel the coldness crawl up my body as if it wanted to greet me, maybe it had once been warm himself and used to hug people with its hot self, but with time being as merciless as it is, it had become what it is today and now was trying to be a shadow of its past self.

As I arrived at the simple bed, I laid on its soft sheets. At least it was warmer than the floor, but even so, it wasn’t enough to console me at that moment.

How could I have forgotten, that people forget even the mightiest whenever they perish to The Core? That’s one of the reasons the even the so-called heroes fear the idea of going inside The Core. They dread their achievement being forgotten, not being worshiped as gods.

I had died inside this place, and even with this price being paid, whatever it is, it doesn’t mean things would go back to normal. I had lost my identity that day, and this passive just emphasized it even more.

Though The Core erased my existence, fate refused to forget me and placed me back on its path. This passive was just a way for The Core to isolate me from my real self even more. With the people’s memory of me lost, the only thing binding me to my past self was fate, so with this power that defied it, I had lost even that.

The Core had created this passive to encourage me to become someone else, to let go of my early identity.

If I were to ask you to define yourself what would you do? Maybe you’ll be baffled by such a dumb question, or maybe you’ll be offended but meanwhile proving your existence is easy enough, proving it on your own is something else.

Most would probably yell at me to use my eyes, but that only proves my point. As tell me again, whose eyes did you tell me to use? Maybe I’m blind, deaf and I can’t feel any touch. How would you prove to me that you exist?

There is no way to prove existence alone, our very being depends on others. And at that moment, I had no one. I was without an identity.

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