On a sunny morning in the wolf Forest, little Akira decided to go out and play. He ran between the trees, chasing butterflies happily. Meanwhile, Mira was inside the cabin, preparing food for Akira.
Akira wandered a bit further from the cabin and suddenly felt something strange. At that moment, a group of wolves, not from Mira's family, passed by. These wolves had gray fur, and when they noticed Akira, their eyes sharpened—they were immediately drawn to his unusual appearance.
Wolf 1 (staring in shock): "What… what is this strange creature?"
Wolf 2 (equally surprised): "This child has both human and wolf traits at the same time!"
Akira felt tense and afraid, unsure of how to react to these wolves who looked at him so strangely.
Akira (hesitantly, his eyes widening with fear): "I-I… I just… want to play…"
But the wolves didn't believe him. They stood firmly, inspecting every detail of his appearance.
Wolf 3 (angrily): "How can a creature like this be one of us?! We will never allow half-humans to take over our kind!"
Akira (his voice weak, trying to escape): "Mom! Mom! Where's my mom?!"
At that moment, Mira heard Akira's cries along with the voices of the wolves. She ran as fast as she could to where he was, and when she saw the wolves surrounding her son, she panicked.
Mira (rushing toward them, filled with anger and distress): "Get away from my child! Don't touch him!"
Her eyes glowed with fury, and her fangs were bared, ready to attack. She was determined to keep the wolves away from Akira, no matter what.
Wolf 2 (aggressively): "You're defending a disgrace! How dare you keep this creature here?!"
Akira hid behind his mother, terrified, his eyes full of tears.
Mira: "He is my child, he is a part of me! I won't let you lay a hand on him!"
Wolf 3 (his voice low, his eyes filled with hatred): "This is not a family. This is a betrayal."
Calix, who had been watching from the shadows, felt rage boil inside him. The secret of Akira's existence had now been exposed to the other wolves. Furious, Calix stepped in, his voice filled with anger.
Calix: "This must end. We cannot allow this child to stay among us. He is a threat that we can no longer ignore!"
Wolf 1: "If you really care about this child, return him to the human world before we kill him!"
At that moment, the wolves surrounded Mira and Akira from all sides.
Calix (furious, staring at Mira): "You have crossed the line, Mira. I can't stand living with this half-human any longer! We must end this, now!"
Mira (her voice trembling, trying to protect Akira with all her strength): "Calix! How can you be so heartless?! Have you learned nothing in the past four years?!"
Suddenly, the gray wolves grabbed Akira, who had been hiding behind Mira. By the time Mira realized what was happening, they had taken him, and she fought desperately to get him back—but she was too weak against them.
Wolf 1 (coldly, looking at Mira with disgust): "This cursed child will grow up… and then he will kill us all, just like humans always do! Now, if you really want to save him, tell us where his father is, or we will kill him in front of you!"
Mira (turning toward Akira, her eyes filled with tears, her voice shaking with pain): "Please… don't take my son away from me… I beg you!!"
Calix: "Mira, if you really love this child, then you must let him go. Tell us where his father is, and we will take him there."
Akira was held tightly in the jaws of one of the wolves. He cried loudly, struggling but unable to break free.
Wolf 3 (his rough voice echoing, his sharp claws gleaming): "There is no place for this abomination among us. It all ends here."
Akira (crying loudly): "Mom… Mom!"
Mira (her voice desperate, breathing heavily): "No! Please… don't touch him!"
Mira's heart felt like it was about to explode from pain and fear. Her eyes were filled with tears as she watched the beast preparing to kill her child. She was completely powerless to stop them.
Wolf 3 stepped forward, gripping Akira tightly, his claws ready to strike. The sharp talons were just about to pierce Akira's small body when he suddenly screamed in terror.
Akira (sobbing, his voice broken): "Mom… Mom, I don't want to die!"
At that moment, Mira had no choice but to surrender. If she didn't, she would lose everything.
Mira (crying, screaming in agony): "I'LL TELL YOU! I'll tell you where Filippo is! Just please, let him live! Let him live!"
Wolf 3 hesitated, then finally lowered his hand and stopped the attack.
Calix (coldly): "You've made the right choice, Mira. Don't let your love for this child blind you from seeing him as the danger that he is."
Mira (weeping, struggling to breathe): "I'll tell you… His father, Filippo, lives in the capital, Noxar… in a small house near Darkova's Grand Library. He has black hair, just like Akira… I'll give him to you… just please, don't kill my son!"
At that moment, Wolf 3 released Akira, and the child fell to the ground. He immediately ran into his mother's arms, crying uncontrollably.
Akira (screaming at the top of his lungs, clinging to his mother): "Mom! Don't leave me! Mom! Don't leave me! I want to stay with you!"
Mira (holding him tightly, her tears falling onto him): "Akira… I'm so sorry… Please, forgive me!"
As Mira held her child in deep sorrow, Wolf 1 quickly grabbed Akira by his clothes, lifting him with his jaws. Akira tried to scream again, but Mira rushed to cover his mouth with her trembling hands.
Mira (in a pained voice, placing her hands on Akira's face to calm him): "Akira, don't be afraid… You're going to the human world to be with your father. You'll have a better life there, believe me!"
Wolf 1 (harshly, carrying Akira away): "We got what we wanted. Now, we'll take this half-wolf to Noxar so he can live among humans, far from us."
At that moment, Mira's heart shattered as she watched her child being taken away from her. Her tears streamed down her face, and Akira's cries echoed in her ears, growing fainter and fainter.
Akira (crying): "Mom… Mom!"
Mira (her voice weak, standing motionless): "Akira… my little one… I'm sorry… I'm so sorry… but I… I can't do anything… I don't want to let you go, but… you'll be safer there. You'll find your father. You'll have a better life… Don't be afraid… You'll have everything you need."
And with that, the wolves carried Akira away, heading toward the human world.
Mira (screaming desperately): "Please, Akira, know that I love you! Don't hate me… please don't hate me!"
Akira (his voice fading in the distance, his cries turning into whispers): "Mom… please…"
Mira (whispering as she wept): "I will never forget you… I will love you forever, Akira."
After a while, the three of them approached the borders of the human world. The surrounding forest began to fade, gradually being replaced by foggy roads and vast, treeless plains. As they got closer, Wolf 1 and Calix started transforming into their human forms.
Calix was the first to change—his wolf-like features slowly disappeared, revealing a human figure underneath. His hair was brown, just like Mira's, and his red eyes shone with a strange, fierce glow. Even in human form, he carried the same strength and sharp presence he had as a wolf.
Wolf 1 also shifted into his human form, now appearing as a man with gray hair and yellow eyes.
Akira, walking silently beside them, watched in awe. He had never seen a human before, and now he realized that he resembled them, at least a little.
Wolf 1 (coldly): "Your life starts here, Akira. This is the human world—there is no going back. Remember that well."
Akira looked up at them, fear tightening in his chest. The traces of tears still lingered in his eyes, but he was too exhausted to cry anymore.
Finally, they entered the human world, stepping into the capital city, "Noxar."
The city was bustling with life—people moved between markets and houses, going about their daily routines. Nothing seemed unusual—until they got closer to the crowded streets.
People began to stare at Akira. His strange appearance caught their attention immediately. No one had ever seen someone who looked like him before.
Passerby (whispering in shock, staring at Akira): "Oh my god, look at those ears! Is he… human? Or… something else?"
Wolf 1 (watching them with sharp eyes): "Move along."
Akira felt uneasy. The stares, whispers, and puzzled expressions around him made his chest tighten. He knew he was different, but he never imagined that people would find him this strange.
He walked silently, holding onto Calix's hand.
Akira (softly, looking down at the ground): "W-why are they looking at me like that? I don't understand…"
As they continued walking, the murmurs about Akira spread through the crowd. But Wolf 1 and Calix didn't seem to care about the humans' curiosity.
Their only goal was to take Akira to his father.
At last, they reached Darkova's Grand Library, one of the oldest and most famous libraries in the city.
The building was huge, made of dark stone, standing out among the others.
Calix paused in the large courtyard, his eyes scanning the crowd before approaching a passerby.
Calix (calmly): "Excuse me, do you know where Filippo's house is? He lives nearby, close to the Grand Library. Black hair, about 183 cm tall."
Passerby (eyeing Calix cautiously, then answering in a quiet voice): "Filippo? Yeah, I know him. He lives in the house right next to the library, on the right side."
Calix: "Thank you."
The three of them headed toward the house.
Akira remained silent, watching the surroundings.
When they finally arrived, Calix stopped at the door.
He turned to Akira, who still looked nervous and confused.
Calix (low voice, speaking to Akira): "This will be your new home, Akira. We know what we're doing. You are not a wolf, and you cannot live with us. The human world will be better for you."
Then, Calix raised his hand and knocked on the door.
After a few moments, the door opened.
A man stood there, looking tired and drained, as if he had just finished a long day. A cigarette was in his mouth.
When his eyes landed on Akira, they widened in shock.
He had never expected to see Akira again.
And he wasn't ready for it.
Filippo (low voice, staring at Akira in disbelief): "You… how? What are you doing here?!"
Calix (calmly, looking at Filippo): "This is your son, Akira. We brought him to you because his mother can no longer raise him. He is not like the other wolves, but he is not fully human either."
Filippo (still in shock, his gaze turning cold as he looked at Calix): "What are you doing here, Akira?! Why didn't you just leave him with his mother?! How am I supposed to deal with this mess now?!"
Akira (weak voice, his eyes filled with fear): "A-Are you… my father?"
Filippo (suddenly raising his voice, struggling to contain his emotions): "You are not my son! How could I possibly live with you?! How could I raise you?! You are a monster!"
Akira's eyes widened in shock.
Akira: "But… Dad… Mom said I would live with you…"
Filippo (harshly pushing Akira away): "You think I'd keep you here? That I'd live with a creature like you?! Get out of my sight! I don't want you here!"
At that moment, Akira felt like he had been stabbed in the heart.
He looked up at his father's angry face, and tears began to spill from his eyes.
Filippo (firmly, turning his back and pointing at the door): "Leave. Go anywhere else. I never want to see you again."
Calix (growing furious, stepping forward and facing Filippo): "How dare you speak like that?! You are Akira's father, whether you accept it or not!"
Filippo (staring at Calix, his face a mix of anger and confusion, but trying to remain composed): "You don't understand! I cannot live with something like this! I can't handle the thought of raising such a disgusting creature!"
Calix (his voice turning sharp, stepping closer): "You made the choice to have a child. You are responsible for him! Mira did everything she could, and now it's your turn. You will take care of him, whether you like it or not!"
Akira (soft voice, crying silently as he watched from a distance, feeling completely lost): "Dad… why do you hate me? Why don't you want me?"
Filippo (hesitant, turning toward Akira): "What will people say when they find out I had a child with a damn wolf?! I wish you had never been born, Akira!"
Akira's tears fell even harder.
He had never imagined that his own father would hate him this much.
Calix (yelling, his anger overflowing): "That's enough!! You are his father. That means it is your duty to take care of him! Do you understand?!"
Filippo (hesitating, then suddenly grabbing Akira's arm roughly): "Fine, then! But don't expect life to be easy for you here!"
Filippo dragged Akira inside and threw him onto the floor.
Filippo (his voice sharp, staring down at Akira): "You will live here. But if you disobey me, you'll be thrown into the streets like the worthless creature you are. If you think I'll treat you like a normal human, you're wrong. From now on, you will do as I say, or suffer the consequences. Understood?"
Akira (his voice shaking, tears still streaming down his face): "I-I'm sorry, Dad… for being born!"
Filippo (smirking cruelly, stepping closer): "Apologies won't save you now. From this moment on, you belong to me. If you refuse to obey, things will get much worse for you. Understand this well, Akira."
Filippo violently grabbed Akira in his arms, then walked toward the kitchen. With cold cruelty, he threw Akira inside as if he were something unimportant.
Filippo (his voice sharp, glaring at Akira): "You will live here, but if you don't listen to me, I will make you live on the streets, just like people like you deserve. If you think I will treat you like normal humans, you are completely wrong. You will stay here, and you need to learn how to live in this place without causing any trouble. Do you understand?"
Akira (with tears streaming down his face, looking at his father in silence): "I-I… I'm sorry, Dad… for being born!"
Filippo (smiling cruelly as he steps closer): "Apologizing won't help now. From now on, you are under my command. If you disobey, your fate will be much worse. You better understand this well, Akira."
Filippo left the room and walked out, while Akira remained sitting on the kitchen floor, crying silently, feeling lost and sad. The life he had hoped would get better was only getting worse with every passing moment.
Akira (in a weak voice, crying on the kitchen floor): "Mom… Mom, where are you? Why did you leave me here? Why can't I be with you?"
His voice was shattered, and his eyes were full of tears that fell heavily onto the floor. He felt alone and lost in this terrifying house.
Akira (whispering weakly through his tears): "Mom… why? I don't want to live with Dad!"
Filippo returned to the kitchen, extremely angry, holding a wooden stick in his hand. He walked toward Akira, who was crying desperately on the floor.
Filippo (furiously, raising the wooden stick in his hand): "You are an annoying little crybaby! Stop crying immediately!"
Filippo raised the stick and struck Akira hard on his back. The blows landed quickly on his weak body, making Akira scream in pain, his tears falling even more.
Akira (breathing heavily, sobbing and gasping): "Mom… Mom…"
Filippo (even angrier, raising the stick again): "I don't want to hear your mother's name again! If you mention her one more time, you will regret it!"
Akira (trying to lift his hands to defend himself, but his body was too weak from the pain): "Please… please… don't hit me… Mom…"
After Filippo finished beating Akira, he walked out of the kitchen with an expression completely void of sympathy, leaving Akira lying on the floor in pain, sadness, and shock.
Two years passed.
During this time, Akira lived the worst days of his life, far away from his mother. He suffered from constant humiliation and repeated beatings from Filippo, who saw him as nothing but a burden.
But today was different.
Today, Akira had to go to school.
Filippo insisted on sending him there, only to get rid of him and force him to deal with the outside world.
Akira left the house and began walking alone to the elementary school near his home.
He knew that the children at school would never accept him because of his strange appearance.
He knew he would be the target of mockery and ridicule.
But he had no choice.
At School.
Akira walked in quietly, keeping his gaze down.
In the schoolyard, groups of children were gathered, chatting and playing.
The moment Akira entered, all eyes turned toward him.
They were staring.
Child 1 (whispering to his friends, staring at Akira): "Look at that kid… Do you see his ears and tail?"
The children began moving closer, whispering and laughing.
Some just stared, confused.
Others began bullying him openly.
Child 2 (mocking): "Are you a wolf or a human? Do you really think you belong here?"
Akira kept his gaze down, trying to ignore them.
But their words were like knives stabbing his heart.
His tears began to fall.
He tried to hold them back.
But he couldn't.
The children didn't stop.
They started throwing small rocks at him.
They shouted insults.
And laughed.
After school, Akira walked home, completely shattered.
When he entered the house, Filippo was sitting in the living room, smoking a cigarette.
Akira quietly placed his school bag near the door and glanced at his father.
Filippo was watching TV, not even looking at him.
He didn't ask about his day.
Didn't say a single word.
Akira (softly, standing hesitantly in the corner): "Dad… today at school—"
Filippo (cutting him off, his voice cold and sharp): "Don't bother me. Be quiet, or go to your room."
Akira felt his heart sink.
His father's words were like blades, piercing him deeply.
Without another word, he left the room.
He went straight to his bedroom.
The moment Akira closed the door behind him, something inside him shifted.
His tears continued to fall—
But they weren't just tears of sadness anymore.
Something else was burning inside him.
A rage he had never felt before.
His whole life had been filled with pain and rejection.
From his father who despised him—
To the children who humiliated him at school.
There was no one to protect him.
No one to care.
And for the first time…
Akira felt hatred growing in his heart.
Akira (clenching his teeth in anger): "I won't be weak anymore! I won't let them humiliate me! I'll make them suffer the way they made me suffer! I'll kill every child who tries to hurt me! Because I am not human. I am a werewolf. I am stronger than all of them!"
The Next Morning.
Akira woke up early.
His eyes were swollen from crying.
But his heart was full of anger.
Akira (staring into the mirror, his reflection cold and sharp): "Today, I won't be the weak kid. Today, they will feel what I felt. Today, they will see who Akira really is."
When Akira arrived at school, he felt the eyes of everyone following him again.
But today, Akira was different.
He didn't look down like he always did.
He lifted his head high.
His red eyes burned with rage.
He walked past them without saying a word.
But he was ready for anything.
Inside the Classroom.
Akira sat in the front row.
The children behind him whispered and laughed.
Then, one of them raised his voice and spoke loudly.
Child (mocking loudly, grinning): "Did you see that? This freak thinks he'll get better grades than us!"
Akira turned his head slowly.
The child threw a pencil case at his face.
Then, he threw a small book at his head.
The objects fell to the ground in front of Akira.
But today, Akira wasn't weak.
His eyes burned with rage.
Without hesitation—
He opened his mouth, revealing his sharp wolf fangs.
And in a flash, he lunged at the child.
Akira bit down on the child's arm, sinking his fangs into his flesh.
The child screamed in agony.
But Akira didn't let go.
For the first time in his life—
He felt powerful.
Child (screaming, struggling to escape): "Aaaah! Let me go, please!!"
But Akira didn't care at all. He kept biting the child until blood started dripping from his hand. After a few moments of rage, he finally let go. Akira looked at the bleeding, crying child, his eyes still glowing with malice.
Akira (in a rough voice, panting from anger): "Now… you all know who I really am!"
Akira left the trembling child, his body still shaking from tension, and walked out of the classroom amidst the shocked stares of the students and the teacher, who couldn't intervene due to the sheer shock. As he stepped out, the students' voices erupted behind him, some screaming in disbelief.
Students (shouting):
"He's a monster! We can't let him stay here!"
"Akira, stop! We didn't do anything!"
"You're crazy! What did you do to him?!"
Akira walked out of the classroom feeling victorious. For the first time, he felt no regret at all.
He stepped into the schoolyard as the teacher ran after him, shouting orders. But Akira ignored her completely—revenge was the only thing on his mind.
Teacher (running behind him, yelling): "Akira! Come back here now! This is not acceptable behavior! You must return to class and apologize immediately!"
Akira fled from the school and decided to return home. But the moment he entered, he found his father standing in front of him, looking like he was about to explode with rage.
Filippo (furiously yelling, stepping toward Akira): "You are a disgrace to me! Is this what I taught you? To bite children at school?! Are you insane?! What were you thinking?!"
Akira (trying to control himself, tears streaming down his face): "I couldn't take it anymore, Dad! They were making fun of me and hitting me, and I just… I just wanted to make them stop!"
Filippo (his voice harsh, raising his hand at him): "And you think you'll get away with this?! You filthy half-human freak!"
Filippo suddenly swung his arm and punched Akira hard in the face. The force of the hit sent him crashing to the ground, his face swelling from the impact.
Filippo (yelling even louder): "You are punished! No food for two days! Do you understand?!"
Akira (with bravery, his eyes filled with tears): "I… hate you, Dad… I… hate you all!! Go to hell, every one of you!!"
Filippo stared at Akira, his eyes widening in shock, unable to believe what he just heard.
Filippo: "What did you just say?!"
Akira (standing up from the ground defiantly): "I said I hate you! I hate you, and I hate all of you! Why do I have to be here? Why do I have to live with you?! Why am I… why am I everything to you except your son?!"
The words flew out of Akira's mouth violently.
For the first time, he felt free from the suppression he had suffered for years—years of beatings and humiliation.
Filippo (trying to control himself, still furious): "You… you don't even know what you're saying! I never asked for you to be here! You came to me! I was never ready to raise you, you freak!"
Akira (standing tall, his eyes burning with rage, his body shaking in pain): "And you were never a father! I don't need you! I can live on my own! I'll live far away from you! And far away from all of you, you filthy bastards!"
Akira suddenly ran toward the door at full speed.
Filippo (trying to grab him, but Akira was too fast): "Akira! Stop! Where do you think you're going?!"
But Akira didn't hear a single word.
He had already burst through the door, running into the streets.
His heart pounded violently.
His mind was filled with burning rage.
He didn't know where he was going, but he knew one thing—
Running away was his only escape.
Akira ran through the streets, drowning in his anger.
He couldn't control his emotions anymore.
He had reached his limit.
And then—
He started attacking randomly.
Everyone in his way paid the price.
He didn't care whether they were the children who bullied him or innocent bystanders.
Anyone who came near him was clawed mercilessly by his sharp werewolf nails.
Akira (screaming in rage, his eyes filled with tears): "I am stronger than all of you! No one can stop me!"
People ran in every direction, terrified of Akira.
But he didn't care at all.
Everything in his life had turned him into a monster.
There was no going back.
His emotions, bottled up for years, had finally exploded.
Akira (roaring as he attacks a random passerby): "I am a monster, just like you said! And I will never be a filthy human like you!"
At that moment—
Akira felt that everyone in the street was his enemy.
He couldn't trust anyone.
Everyone was just a target to him.
And anyone who stood in his way would suffer his wrath.
Akira was no longer the child who once searched for love and acceptance.
He had become someone else.
Someone with a heart filled with hatred.
Someone who now lived in the darkness that the world had created for him.
To be continued…