My name is Shadia and I grew up in an orphanage.

There is no father, no mother, and I am surrounded by brain-dead people, all kinds of people, and messy people.

The nurse who took care of us was Louise, a drug-addicted idiot, and I didn't know which eye the dean was blind and asked her to work as a nurse for the children.

I could often see her stealing the director's money to buy Dama, hiding in the corner of the orphanage and sucking it.

The dean won't care about her, to be precise, he doesn't dare to care, whoever sees a black man of more than 200 pounds rushing towards him will have a sense of fear.

It's because of her that I hated black people when I was a child, and I don't need to pretend to be this, I just hate it.

Oh yes, outsiders call our place a welfare home, and they don't know who it is welfare, which is really weird.

When I was very young, maybe four or five years old? Or maybe seven or eight years old? Anyway, it's not big, but at that time, the dean was very upset about me, probably because I often beat up her lover Jack?

Oh my God, who knows how this old got together with a dog? When I was a child, I was not sensible, and I bumped into it several times, and I still wondered why the dean was so close to the dog.

But it was too hard for me not to beat Jack, who had a face that would be kicked twice by me if he was lying on the side of the road.

Not to mention that it always scared my friend at the time: Angeli.

Angelie is very timid, Jack is very scared when she barks at her, she bullies her to bark louder when she is afraid of Jack, what a dog who owes a beating.

Every time at this time, I would run to Angeli and give this cheap dog two feet, and he would be honest in an instant.

Later, when I grew up, I realized that some people are just like dogs, and they won't be honest if you don't kick them.

Slowly hit a little bit, many people in the orphanage were adopted one after another, Angeli was also taken away, and said goodbye to me happily before leaving, I hate to be adopted, I don't want to live with any parents, it's so strange.

But the dean wanted to send me away, and she always said that I was wasting government money by staying in the orphanage, and she died laughing.

She always went out of her way to find me an adoptive family, and praised me as a fool, but every time the adoptive family came to me, I could always disappear when I didn't want to, and reappear when they were gone.

I just love seeing the dean's helpless look on my face.

At that time, there was a room in the orphanage with a lot of books, but strangely enough, the door of this room would only be opened when someone from the state government came.

Every year, the days when the state government people come are the best days of life in the whole orphanage, as long as we praise the dean in front of those people, we can eat meat at that meal, and we are happy.

I always take advantage of those days to go into that room full of books, there are really a lot of books, and the stories I see about princesses and princes are so beautiful that I want the prince who can take me away.

But I beat all the children in the orphanage, and none of them admitted that they were princes.

It made me feel very distressed, and the road to finding the prince was really difficult.

But I just need to stay in the orphanage, I don't want to go anywhere.

The director was gone, and the orphanage was closed.

I learned that day that the dean had worked so hard to curry favor with the state legislators in order to keep the orphanage running.

She is the only one who is willing to take in us orphans who are more than ten years old and have not yet been adopted.

I strode out with my head tilted and placed the wildflowers I had picked from the side of the road in front of the dean's tombstone.

I'm starting my own legend!

I felt like I was starving.

No job, no money, no place to live.

That day, I was paralyzed in the streets, looking at the gorgeous buildings around me, and realized that I was empty in the city.

On that day, I hated the glass wall of the restaurant, which made it easy for me to see the people in formal clothes tearing the steaks in front of me, and also made it easy for the people inside to see me in distress.

I've never hated rich people so much.

I didn't want to endure the stares in the restaurant anymore, and I struggled to get up and get out of here.

A bill flew gently in front of me, and it came from the slender and beautiful hand of a lady who had just walked by.

It's disgusting! I'm not a beggar, she looks at me like that! How could I pick up this bill!

It turns out that after buying so much food with one banknote, there are still so many coins left!

I gulped down my bread and carried a lot of coins in my pocket, feeling content.

Change always happens at times like these, when a fat black woman suddenly burst out of the alley and snatched all the coins in my pocket, even trying to grab the bread from my mouth!

I couldn't bear this, so I screamed at her eyes with my hand, picked up a stone and threw it on her head, and she kept begging for mercy.

She began to lament that her three children had not eaten for several days, and asked me to give them a way to live, and as she spoke, she took out a tattered little black object and handed it to me as if it were a treasure.

I thought about it, took the little black thing, and the moment she smiled on her face, I knocked her to the ground and retrieved my coins.

Just kidding, what does the child you want to have to do with me? Why should I help you? I can't live anymore.

I took the little black thing and my own money and left in style.

After that, I met the little guys in the orphanage, and took them to beg for a living, find some work, and slowly live, and we also had our own two small houses, one for boys and one for girls, and even bought a computer, although it was shared by more than 20 of us.

It was also on the day I bought the computer that I learned that this little black thing is called a USB flash drive, which is used to install things on the computer.

I plugged the USB flash drive into my computer and a bunch of unintelligible things popped up. I asked someone, and I found out that the thing inside is called mobile phone software, and it needs to be put in something called a mobile phone.

It turns out that the thing that people hold in their hands is called a mobile phone.

I spent two years saving money to buy a mobile phone, and at that time, the merchant sold me a mobile phone that was originally sold at a low price.

Later, I learned that there was a thing called a refurbished machine, which was pitted.

At that time, the children who were trying to survive with me grew up and gradually moved out and had their own lives.

But that's when I came into contact with World of the Gods, became a space warlock, and learned a little bit of magic art.

That's what the board in the game is called, and I don't know what a space warlock is, but I figured I could make some money with it.

I made some lighters, brooms and other things, and tried to engrave the magic pattern on them, but my skills were really not good, and in the end I just made lighters that could absorb fire, and brooms that could dance.

I deliberately put these things on the player forums and put them at a very high price, and it turned out that there were really fools who bought them and made a lot of money.

I went to the restaurant that I had been thinking about when I was a child, and it was amazing that it was still open.

I ate a lot of food in it, and found out that it wasn't really very good.

I guess I'm hungry and everything smells good.

Later, I got a lot of guns, sold them at very high prices on forums, lived in a big house, and although I always felt that something was missing, my life was still very comfortable.

Until yesterday, I was caught.

The moment he grabbed me, I had a flame crystal in my mouth, and as long as I injected magic power, it would explode instantly, and it would be a big deal.

But this kidnapper who kidnapped me was so funny, not only did he not do anything, but he also bought me a lot of delicious food.

It's easy to believe the life story I made up for myself, it's too easy to deceive, right? You don't really think I went to school, do you?

But I don't know why, I saw loneliness in his eyes, it's strange, people who live in such a beautiful big house can be lonely?

He said that he wanted me to do something for him, and he tried to lie to me, saying that my space spell is not very precious, laughing to death, not precious, what are you arresting me for?

But looking at his lonely eyes, my heart still softened, and I pretended not to know anything and hurriedly agreed.

Anyway, there are no constraints, and I can run whenever I want.

Then he took me to the lake, and I didn't know what the lake was like when I grew up in Yoshi, but he wanted to come whenever he wanted.

He started telling me about his experience, and I didn't think he was also raised in an orphanage.

To be honest, his experience was so boring that I almost fell asleep listening to it, but I still had to pretend to be stupid.

As a result, yesterday's good protest on their side turned into Resident Evil!

He drove me back into the house and went out on his own.

There was a commotion in the city, and from time to time explosions came from various places, and I was so panicked.

A lot of people were holding loudspeakers and told everyone to hurry out of the city.

I hid in the house, and it felt more dangerous to go out than to be in the house, not to mention that I had space magic and could run at any time.

I still want to see if I can wait for him.

Wait, wait, finally saw him bloodstained from a distance, glanced at me, and fainted directly.

I quickly pulled him back into the house and tried everything I could to treat his wounds.

Now that the wound has stopped, the person just doesn't wake up.

Wake up, the first man to invite me to eat,

The first man to take me out for a ride,

The first man to confess himself to me without reservation.

I kind of like you now.