(Inspired by Detroit: Become Human)

Thing we're awful, it was an slaughter in all the ways possible.

He didn't expect this life, nor this body, he wished he could simply turn human when he snapped his fingers; but no, the world forced him to fight for freedom and rights.

Chuuya couldn't help it, when he saw his former owner killing innocent people, something snapped inside him and the blindfold was off.

Before, he existed without living, now he lived.

Ever since he was out of Cyberlife, things have been sick. His former owner happened the work in the mafia, and he had to witness bad things, horrific things.

Of course, he killed him when he finally saw. Chuuya didn't had any remorse- in fact, he smiled when he remembered the moment where he shot him in the middle of the forehead. When it came to killing innocent people, it was different though.

He was cornered right now, hiding from a couple of military cars patrolling around.

His hands grasped a gun, gift from other dear divergent he found in the streets. They were grouping, and he was going to join them as fast as he could; he sought freedom, and he was willing to fight for it, because the lives that he may take aren't from innocent people.

His led on his left temple turned orange when he saw you entering the alley, a military.

"Fucking shit..." He mumbles under his breath, grasping the glock tighter than before and closing his eyes.