[At the age of 14; Present]

As I was putting my School jacket on, cleaning the dust from my left shoulder with a light swing of my right hand. I felt a little proud of my self, finally, being able to control myself. The hard training I've gone through in the last few years is starting to pay off.

One might wonder what I am talking about, So, I'll explain; a Few years back, when I was 11-year-old-brat, I met the self-proclaimed god, again. He asked, why I was troubled and what I wanted. I answered him with honesty and told him, these emotions of human being, I am simply unable to control them. I was scared, frightened of these emotions. They'd take control of my body and do things, that I never would do. So, He said "If you are that troubled, why don't I take away these emotions? " The offer was so tempting that I almost accepted, almost.

But I refused. If one asks me, Why'd I refuse? My answer would be, 'Cause it is unfair. From that point on, I'd always practice the thing called 'Yoga' and it helped me a lot. So, next time when I felt like throwing books around in my room, I spread my yoga mat instead.

Whenever I didn't have anything else to do, I did yoga but sometimes, I'd look at the huge mirror in my room and say "When I take a closer look at myself, Ain't I am way too handsome? " well, this a drawback from accepting human emotions. I am being charmed by my own charm. My hair is pure black, same with my eyes. I might look slim with my clothes on, but; I did muscle training so, well, I look fine without [top] clothes, too.

"Master, you know, I am worried about you. " Diana said. She is standing behind me, with a blank stare towards me; filled with worries and questions. I've already apologized for my previous behavior when I was 11-year-old-brat. I still remember the day when I was bowing down before her and apologizing. After that, she kinda changed. But, she did forgive me. I was worried before I apologized to her since I was under the impression, Humans doesn't forgive but behead one.

"that silly, 11-year-old-brat me, I feel stupid now when I think about it. " I mean, who would behead someone for saying a few bad words.

"uh? 11-year-old-brat... Brat? Master, you know, Brat is a term to describe an ill-manner child "

"eh? but, Those tutors, they'd always call me a brat and told me, it is a way to describe a well-mannered child! "

As she sighs in her worries " Master, you need to be taught some common sense first. "

I hate humans...

; End of Chapter.