you are nonbinary baby at one month old... You in your crib as you hold your plushie and you have bruises and marks on your body by the men with long black hair, pale white skin, and wears a long trench coat after he adopted you...

Few minutes in living room... You hugging his leg but you heard the men talking to himself

The Antagonist: My name is not important; what is important is what I'm going to do. I just f***ing hate this world, and the human worms feasting on its carcass. My whole life is just cold, bitter hatred, and I always wanted to die violently. This is the time of vengeance, and no life is worth saving, and I will put in the grave as many as I can. It's time for me to kill and it's time for me to die; my genocide crusade begins... here!

Few minutes he left... As he left you... Alone... You sitting there waiting for him come back but no one come back... You fall asleep on the floor

Few days past... He not coming back.. You trying cooking something but only you almost burning yourself... You sitting on floor still waiting for him come back but still no one..

Few minutes it comes night... You in your blanket as you trying sleeping but you keep woke up by gunshots and you looked at window... So you go to living room but you saw a robber and you freeze stare at them as you in behind couch but the robber saw you as they grab you roughly... You trying not crying of scared as they're grip is tighten but the robber not noticed someone behind them