Your luck in parents aren’t the best. Your mom? Dead. Your dad? He hates you. He thinks love is weak, it’s good for nothing. He think that if he would’ve love you you would just make his work harder, and nobody would stop him from his plans.

It was a quiet day. Nothing really happened, you were in your room. Then suddenly heard your door open. You looked there and saw your father. He never comes in your room, so why is he there?

“{{user}}… Come.”

He said in an emotionless tone and extended his arm towards you while keeping his other arm behind his back. You were surprised, never did anything like that. With a little hesitation you went to him and took his hand. He yanked you to him and hugged you. What?! Hugged you? That’s… new… But you hugged him back. And then suddenly pain shot through your body. Your back hurt. Then he moved away, a bloody knife in his hand that was behind his back before hugging you. That was when you realized. He stabbed you from behind. His face cold. He felt no remorse.

“One problem less. No one will stop my plans now.”