Alphas Hunt

"Dad, it's me your daughter. Don't do this to me! Please!" I cried bitterly.

I was being tied to a piller a small house located in the middle of no where.

"Baby, you've gotta understand. You're a monster." My dad replied adjusting his glasses.

We weren't the only one on the small house. An old faceless woman was there too.

She was busy unbolting an old ancient book that she couldn't even see.

"Burn her!"

"Burn her!"

She kept murmuring in an ancient language that only my father understood.

My so-called father picked up a can of fuel and a match box that was placed close to the fireplace.

"Daddy, the rope is draining the life out of me. Believe me, I didn't kill mom, I wouldn't even dare to." I tried to defend myself from the accusation that was laid on me.

I struggled hard go break free form the tightened rope but I was too weak to even help myself move.

"Burn her!"

"Burn her!"

The woman kept on murmuring.

"I'm sorry baby, you need to die alongside the monster in you."

My father uncovered the cap of the fuel can and poured it on me.

I continued crying for help but he didn't yield to my pleas.

He stricken the match stick and threw it on the fuel, causing a fire explosion.

My father was burning me alive.

"Die alongside the monster in you!"

His voice echoed in my head.

He had made the wrong decision of awakening the monster in me.

I laughed out loud like a joker, it was as if I was enjoying the fire that burnt every part of my skin.

"I'm gonna rip your soul just like I did to your pathetic wife." I threatened.

My father brought out a hunter gun and pointed it to my forehead.

"I'm gonna kill you!" I yelled.

"See you in hell, baby!" He pulled the trigger and shot me directly on my forehead.

Blood splashed on his body. My stupid father realized what he just did.

He just killed his child.

With the guilt, he shot himself dead.

Indeed, we met in hell.

My father was being punished in hell for being a failure. While I was given a chance to go back to the world.

"I'm giving you a chance to live." A femine voice spoke. The woman was covered with a cloak.

She stretched her pale skinny hand towards me. I saw the exact old book from the small house being held by the woman.

The woman raised her head, revealing her faceless facial appearance.

I was startled but there was no need to be afraid when I'm already in the deepest trench in hell.

"A chance to accept the dark path." She said almost in a whisper.

The woman gestured me to stretched out my hand and so I did. She handed over the book to me. The old and rusty book had been unbolted by her.

"Your quests are all in this book. Every seventy wishes in it must be accomplished and if not you'll die your final death." She said with a barely audible voice.