obligatory love

I don't have a name.

Generally speaking, the beginning of self-introduction should be self-reported name, but I don't have a name.

No parents, no friends, in a way, I literally popped out of a crack in the rock.

I work (if that even counts as a job) in a sort of mercenary organization, although it doesn't seem to be as strong as what you see in the movies.In fact, we low-level killers can only receive a small part of the money, and most of the money falls into the pockets of the boss.

But we still followed him because he was able to connect with the business and at the same time keep us out of the police.Although, you know, ghetto people like us do it too much.

I came into this world by accident.I don't know the specific process. In fact, when I first came here, my thinking was fuzzy.It took a long time, about a month, before I realized who I was and what I had become.

Although I can't see what I look like, but looking at the person I should call "Mom", I feel that I should also be a wolf.

I don't know if this is a taunt, I have to be a wolf to have loved ones.

I didn't think about going back.At least it's warm here, I don't need to worry about someone trying to kill me every day, or I'm going to kill someone else, I don't have to live a day without tomorrow, and I don't have to endure a person lying on a hard bed and the room is full of alcohol early morning.

The warmth I'm talking about is not the temperature, but her, or its body temperature.

I thought I would live the rest of my life as a beast, but when I was one year old—I mean the year after I became a wolf—the wolf king died.

I will always remember the moon that day, it was so bright that it seemed unreasonable.One second before the wolf king lost his breath, the moonlight and his eyes hit me at the same time, and a strange change occurred in my body. The severe pain from the elongated bones almost made me lose my breath.

Then, I became human.

Since then, I have become the new wolf king.My wolf mother stopped being close to me, she respected me and started to fear me.She began to age and no longer had a strong hunting ability.In a particularly cold winter, she left me.

I no longer have any relatives.

It wasn't really my idea to attack the Tiger Clan.

A strange person came to me that day. His Chinese was very convoluted, and I barely understood what he meant.I know he has his purpose, he wants the females of the Tiger Clan to reproduce for them, and I need the vast forest and food to survive the winter.

I hate this man very much. He is smiling, but his eyes are full of viciousness. It reminds me of the green poisonous snake raised by the boss.But I have no better choice, because winter is very close.

If I could do it all over again, I would still stick to my own way, but before that, I would kill that person first.

I never regret, because regret means admitting that what I have done was wrong.I never think so.

A person without tomorrow, if he even vetoed himself yesterday, then the meaning of his existence will not exceed 24 hours.

The man in black from the Tiger Clan was my biggest surprise.I didn't expect anyone from the same place as me.Unfortunately, when I knew this, I was already dead, or rather, on the way to death.I even felt a little warmth as the bullet passed through my chest.

That was the last tie between me and my hometown.I just realized that I also kind of miss it.

If that is my hometown.