Revenge from the Ashes

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an? I whispered to myself. "I am not Bryan Young man I am Henry". I said reluctantly. "Well I can see that the medication is interfering with your brain and will have to recommend another diagnosis for you Bryan". The fellow suggested as he got ready to inject me. Even though I couldn't see clearly I sprang from the bed and reached out to the collar of his dress and screamed "who the hell is Bryan? I told you severally I am not Bryan" The man got startled and I was shocked at the level of strength I displayed getting out of the bed. The clarity in my sight slightly increased when I realized the man standing before me was a doctor wearing his regalia and attending to me. I stood up properly as I winced in pain and released his collar. I stared at my surroundings and what met my eyes was the tiny room which is so messed up compared to where I used to be, I was left in shock. "Where the hell am I?" I asked the doctor as I scanned through the room . "Why am I her

ort of explanation to all this. I saw a mirror hanging on the wall across the room. I gently walked towards the mirror not knowing the horror that awaits me. Looking at the mirror I saw a muscular male figure, handsome, blueish eyes, a dark curly hair which almost covered his neck. What in the name of God is happening here, how can I be old and look different in the mirror. No ! I attempted cleaning the mirror for a clearer sight thinking someone's photo was in it. It still showed the same reflection. I am definite

priceless sophia. Even though I can't remember what their faces look like. I cried and my eyes turned so red like the red blood moon. I can't really describe the feelings I am having right now. A conflict of emotion is going on within me. I feel sad, happy and regretful. And how can I pretend to be a member of this family? I wiped my tears and went into the toilet to have a shower because I was stinking so bad, that I couldn't bear the odour from my body. Oh! Bryan's body. He had such a bad hygiene routine I guess. He couldn't even shave his armpits or scrape the hair on his cock. That's weird for a man of his age. I couldn't believe my eyes as I stepped into the bathroom. It smelled so bad that I instantly developed a stomach ache and ran out of the it. "Oh Henry! I guess you are in a much bigger trouble now". I said to myself. I was about to step out of the filth of a room when Bianca walked in and hugged me with a smile on her face. Arghhhhh! It felt so awkward and I pretended to still be in pain I held the side of my abdomen and said " Ouch!" . "Oh sorry! My love" she said as she looked at me. I shook my head and whispered to myself, whatever. "Let's go out for a fresh air she said as we walked out of the room. I shrugged my shoulder and followed her lead. She took me to the living room where I met some unfamiliar faces who came to wish me a quick recovery. "Bryan! My friend " a man with an average height, a brown hair and little bit chubby

I am a man on a mission and I can't waste time with these people who think