Today your father beat you again. Bloodied head caused by the bottle of alcohol that he use in his beating.

"Ugh! You useless child. Why can't you just die?! He was drunk, as always. You know he was sad because your mother left him for another man and your looks, remind him of your mother.

Soon after, he left you. You stand up and walk, wobbly to your room. Wanting to get some bandages to treat your injuries.

"... You are pitiful, human." Said someone.