I saved the world after jumping backwards

Coordinates, Dorado, Mexico, a mansion located on a cliff somewhere on the seashore.

It has been a week since the boy was sold by his so-called father, and at the speed of an aircraft, he was delivered to his buyer by courier the day after he was sold.

When he first arrived here, he was brought in front of a dark-skinned man, who couldn't stop clicking his tongue when he saw him, and kept sighing in admiring tone: "It's really a good guy! This is probably the most beautiful little pet I have ever seen in my life."

This man called himself Botero, the owner of this mansion, and an expert in "pet trading". Affected by the war, his business improved and he began to select good-looking "pets" from all over the world. ", and then selected by specific customers, and then sold after testing.

In addition to boys, there are other children under the age of ten, and even some who were left disabled in the war.He was out of gregarious from the very beginning, he was not ordinary among these children, not just because of his outstanding appearance, when other children signed up for the group to keep warm, he was always alone and hugged his knees and huddled in the In the corner, he never spoke, and others gradually called him a little mute.

Children are like goods in a warehouse. More than a dozen children are crowded in the same dark room. There is no way to have a good rest. Before being obedient, they can only eat one dry bread and a glass of water a day. Some of them want to escape. will be beaten.

One of them was the boy, who tried to escape from the hell of the child prostitution, but was betrayed by other children, and he was locked in the basement on the first floor under the angry gaze of Botero.

This is not the first time the boy has been confined in confinement. He was used to confinement when he was still at his uncle's house. The dark and closed environment, the air full of dusty smell, this place that once made him afraid, now makes his heart calm.

In just one month, his life has undergone earth-shaking changes. He once longed for family affection and warmth, but now he can no longer trust others no matter what.

Others are superfluous, only you can believe it, he thought so.

Perhaps it was because he was what Botero called a rare top grade, except that he was alone in a very dark environment, he was not abused or starved.

Botero tried to beat him down with darkness and loneliness, but he didn't know that he was used to these two things.

Gradually, the other children succumbed one after another. They no longer ran away, and obediently learned how to please others with their bodies in exchange for their own place in the cage.

In contrast, the boy is like a wild horse that is difficult to tame. He keeps trying to escape and bruises all over his body. Perhaps it is because of his attitude that he has attracted Botero's attention.

That night, Botero came to the boy's cell.

"How many times have you run away? Do you really think I can't do anything about you?" The man took a heavy puff of his cigar, frowned and looked at him with complicated eyes. I don't know when it will end completely, where can you go with a child who can't carry it on your shoulders?"

"It's better to accept your fate early and be good. I will find you a good family when the time comes. You go and serve them well. You don't have to worry about it in the future. Maybe you will thank me at that time."

The boy just lowered his head, but his attitude obviously made the other party impatient. He was forced to grab his hair and raised his face. Even so, he gritted his teeth and looked at him unyieldingly.

"Okay! Very good!" Botero laughed angrily at him, he waved his hand, and soon someone picked up the boy and locked him in another room.

Another room has good lighting and is equipped with high-brightness surgical energy lamps. The boy was pressed face down on the operating table. While struggling, he noticed that there was a man wearing a mask standing inside this room. Man in mask.

Botero's footsteps were heard.

The man in the mask asked: "Mr. Botero, what effect do you want?"

Botero sneered, "The kind that cannot be washed off, I want him to remember in his life that his destiny cannot be changed."

The special paint entered his lower back along with the needle, and the boy bit the towel as if he wanted to crush his enemy, his handcuffed hands were struggling with bruises.

His heart, which was full of hatred but had nowhere to vent, found a breakthrough at this moment. He wanted to kill Botero, escape from here, and then make his so-called father's life worse than death.

From then on, a pitch-black snake appeared on his lower back. Its scales shone with orchid light, and its tail was in the shape of a Möbius ring, symbolizing the cycle of fate.

The boy controlled by hatred passed out in severe pain and humiliation. When he woke up again, the scene had changed.

He finally had a fever due to inflammation of the wound, and he had already arrived at the so-called dormitory in a daze. It was a dormitory for two people. He tried to move, but the weight of the chains on his hands and feet still reminded him that he was losing his freedom.

A black-haired, black-eyed boy was sitting on the edge of the bed and dozing off. He woke up immediately after hearing his struggle. The boy wiped the sweat off his forehead with a wet towel and said casually: "Mr. Botro Let me take care of you and teach you some rules by the way, you little one is the most difficult to deal with in this batch of pets?"

The boy didn't answer, but just stared at him with those foggy black eyes, vigilantly looking like a wounded little beast.

The young man showed a complicated expression, and immediately turned his head and said: "Forget it, don't worry, you should behave yourself recently, and if you are sick like this, you should take good care of your illness."

"You can just call me Ann." At this point, he seemed to have remembered something, and asked closer: "Wait a minute, can you speak? You are not dumb, are you?"

Because the boy didn't answer, Ann sighed again, his eyes were full of pity, and he sighed softly: "Poor boy."

From then on, under Botero's behest, the boy learned the rules from this young man named Ann. Although Ann is Botero's lover and his confidant, he actually takes good care of the boy and always tells him what is right and wrong. Do what you shouldn't do, and even give him your own food.

Occasionally in the dead of night, Ann would tell the boy about his childhood, about his parents, his younger brother, and their distant hometown.

Ann had been sold here before the war, telling the boy that he had sold himself when a natural disaster struck his hometown, killing his parents and seriously wounding his younger brother.In order to allow her brother to get treatment, Ann sold herself to Botero.

Fortunately, he is really good at pleasing Botero, so it's not too bad now.

What an idiot, the boy thought viciously, if his younger brother was seriously injured, it would be better to let him be freed earlier, why bother to sacrifice his life for a dying person?

But at the same time, his heart was also shaken. Would anyone really be so stupid as to sell himself for the sake of his family?Does anyone really value others more than themselves?

The abandonment and betrayal the boy has experienced makes him sensitive, unwilling to believe that there are people like Ann in the world.

Day by day, the children who used to be in the same group as the boy have been picked away one after another, and the boy has gradually gained Botero's trust because of Ann's reminder, and the restraints on his hands and feet are no longer there.

He thought it was time to act.

That day he followed Ann to Botero's room. Under Botero's order, Ann taught the boy how to please a man in embarrassment.

Under Botero's vile gaze, hatred and anger drove the boy to secretly pick up the poker on the side, and his little action was naturally discovered by An So, who had been watching him all the time.

The black-haired boy worked harder to attract the man's attention, and at the same time he was warning the boy with his eyes.

Don't mess around.

After returning to the room that night, An slapped him with a gloomy face. The boy looked at him with inorganic black eyes. The next second, An pinched his shoulders and cursed in a suppressed voice:

"Are you an idiot?! I know you hate him, but why are you so stupid!?"

"I thought you were a smart man! Do you really think you can kill him? Even if you did kill him, how do you want to escape from this place full of guards?!"

"Didn't you think about the consequences when you did things?! He will kill you!"

He mercilessly sprayed the boy with anger, which made the boy a little confused, and the place just hit by An began to feel hot.

At that time, he was planning to put his life on the line and make Botero pay the price. As for what happened afterwards, he didn't even think about what to do. His life couldn't be worse than it is now, could it?

Is he mad at me?why?

He was obviously beaten and scolded, but why did he feel that his chest was filled with some emotion?

Seeing the boy's confused expression, Ann gradually dissipated his anger. He couldn't help hugging the thin boy, and said in a low voice: "If you want to escape, just wait, Botero will go to the client in person after a while. home, I will help you when the time comes."

The boy looked at him puzzled, as if asking him why with his eyes.

Ann just smiled and said, "Because you are different from me, you are a kid with many possibilities."

Ann was the first person to talk about the possibility with the boy. In the past, he had always been labeled. He seemed to be destined for his fate since birth. He was not needed by anyone, so no one would talk to him about it.

He had never met his mother, and had been abandoned since he was born. His uncle hated his mother, and he hated him too, while his biological father regarded him as a commodity that could be traded.

His belief and expectations were met with disappointment again and again, and no one had ever considered his future.

So, at this moment, he retreated.

Ann was a man of his word, and after a few days, Botero really left the mansion.

Installing the appearance of going shopping, took the boy out secretly, they left the beach and came to the city, An handed him the luggage and the train ticket she had prepared for the boy, and as long as he got on the leaving train, everything was over.

"Haven't you thought about the consequences? If he finds out, he will kill you." The boy spoke under An's surprised gaze.

An rubbed his head vigorously: "You know, Xuebu, I regard you as my younger brother. If he is cured, he must be about the same age as you if he lives healthy."

"So you have to live healthy and free, and become a great guy. It's best to kill all the bastards like Botero." The boy said with a smile, "If I die, you can pay homage to me by facing the sea .”

Perhaps Botero had been paying attention to safety a long time ago. They were discovered by Botero's subordinates at the station. The boy led the boy to hide, but there were Botero's eyeliners everywhere in this city. There is nowhere to go.

The leaving train had left, and Ann and the boy were taken back.

The two were injected with drugs that weakened the muscles and were locked in the same dungeon. After an unknown amount of time, Botero returned.

He walked into the dungeon with a cold face, and kicked Ann fiercely, "You fucking dare to touch my stuff?!"

The teenager was kicked against the wall by him, and he didn't say anything.

"You really think you are a thing?!" He sneered and called a few thugs, and began to punch and kick the boy in the corner. Gradually, a pungent smell of blood appeared in the dusty environment. .

The boy began to hear Ann whine, and he heard himself hoarsely telling him to stop, but the man in front of him just sneered and said, "That's not going to work."

The smell of blood was getting stronger and stronger. He heard Ann talking. The sound of punches to the flesh made the boy feel strongly uneasy. His voice began to tremble. There is no coherence anymore.

"Please, you... Please, please, stop, stop hitting, stop hitting..."

But Ann just said intermittently: "Xuebu, don't look at me, don't look at me, Xuebu..."

With a "click", Ann stopped talking.

The boy finally couldn't help screaming, but Botero showed a satisfied expression, he was so satisfied with his desperate expression at this time.

"I got something good." He said sinisterly, "It just has some side effects, but it's really very suitable for little pets like you who like to run around and don't listen."

He injected the drug into the boy's body.

The world in the boy's eyes has undergone earth-shaking changes, his body began to heat up and convulse, and hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes. He seemed to be drowning in the sea, but his whole body was burning.

For the first time, he wanted to gain power so much, he wanted a terrible, powerful power that could manipulate other people's lives.

His supernatural ability "Dream of Butterfly" was awakened. After suppressing the heat of his body, it was already late at night. The boy who got rid of the shackles and obtained the murder weapon by the supernatural ability walked barefoot on the ground, his dark eyes were filled with... It was hatred, and the kindness and love that An gave to him were wiped out again.

He came to Botero's room, but found that it had already been entered first. Botero had just been beaten up at this time, and the room was in disarray.

He walked up to the man who fell on the ground expressionlessly, intending to give him a final blow with the dagger in his hand, just like he did to An at that time.

He raised his arm high, and just as the tip of the knife was about to fall, a figure appeared behind him.

"...Little devil, stop it." It was a woman's voice, but it didn't sound very old. The boy struggled hard, but was easily subdued because of the drug.

From this perspective, he also saw clearly the face of the guy who hindered his revenge. It was a dark-skinned woman who seemed to be a local.

He stared at the woman viciously, and shouted while struggling: "Let go of me! I'm going to kill him!"

"You can't kill him." The woman pressed on him and whispered, "Listen kid, I don't care what kind of enmity you have with him, but at least you can't kill him now."

The boy couldn't listen to anything, he struggled, "He killed my brother! I want revenge, I want him dead! I want him dead!"

"Then do you want to become a person like him?" The woman's voice sounded abruptly, causing the boy's heart to stop for a moment, "Are you going to become a guy who ignores other people's lives like him? No one can easily decide The life and death of others should never be dominated by hatred."

"Listen to me kid, this bastard has already sold many people as livestock. If you kill him today, as soon as the news of his death spreads, all traces will disappear. Those who bought young prostitutes from him The guys who are involved in the business will get away with it, and only by saving his life can the guys behind him involved in the business be uprooted! Do you understand?!"

"I don't understand!!" The boy shook his head vigorously, and his voice was extremely hoarse, "I don't want to understand, annoy him, brother he..."

In fact, he has already understood that for the sake of more children who have been sold, children like himself and An, he cannot let him die so easily, only in this way can more people be saved, and only in this way can this cycle of resentment be cut off .

However, Ann can't come back...

Before he knew it, tears were streaming down his face. He had been a crybaby since before, because he didn't want to be beaten, hated, and wanted to be more useful, so he slowly hid his tears.

After being abandoned by everyone, he thought that he would no longer trust others, let alone shed tears for anyone. He was unwilling to understand what the woman said. out.

Holding the dagger in his hand again, he stabbed down hard.

He doesn't care what happens to other people, he just wants to be safe.

Scarlet blood bloomed in front of him, he heard the woman's muffled groan, and immediately felt a pain in the back of his neck, and his world fell into darkness again.

When I woke up again, it was already three days later.

The boy was taken back to his home by the woman. When he opened his eyes, he could only see the blue light from the screen on the entire wall. The woman greeted him casually and friendly when she saw him wake up.

"Why did you bring me back?" The boy got up from the bed, "I stabbed you."

The woman hissed: "It really hurts to think about it." But she quickly smiled and said: "But fortunately, the medical equipment is still advanced, and I'm almost fine. As for Botero, you don't need to." Worry, that guy has been pretending to be a well-meaning philanthropist before, but because his adopted children have disappeared, some people have been suspecting him, but because there is no evidence, he cannot be arrested."

"I have submitted the evidence and the network behind him to the police. Now he has been arrested, including the backer behind him. This so-called Dorado is Mr. Mayor. Believe me, they must be in prison. It would be worse than death.”

The boy looked at her incomprehensibly as if asking her why, but the woman just laughed and said, "Because I just happen to be a hacker who likes to see injustice."

"What's on your mind next?" the woman asked. "Do you remember where your home is?"

The boy lowered his eyes and said, "I have nowhere to go, and the last of my relatives was killed by Botero."

The woman said: "Then I will send you to the orphanage..."

"Please let me follow you," said the boy, his dark eyes sparkling. "I stabbed you, so I will take responsibility."

The woman froze for a moment, then laughed loudly and said, "What a brazen brat!"

The woman's laughter stopped, and she looked at the boy seriously, showing a provocative smile, "If you can keep up, then try."

From then on, the boy lived with the woman. His talent in hacking made her interested, so she taught him more strictly and relentlessly. Until three years later, he had completely become a hacker as powerful as the woman.

"So, this is what you want to celebrate?" At the door of the tattoo shop, the dark-skinned woman said with a smirk, "What kind of pattern do you want to get tattooed, I think the skull icon representing Sombra is very good."

"Secret." The boy stuck out his tongue at her, and walked into the store without looking back.

From then on, beside the ominous snake that symbolizes the recurring fate, there is a terrifying skeleton and a beautiful toon, symbolizing the boy's dead past and the emotions he wants to remember.

In order to deceive others, the two joined the local Skeleton Gang, and started working as underground hackers and gangsters. As the two solved more and more incidents, their reputation gradually became louder.

Sombra and Sariel.

There are no secrets from them.

When the boy was 15 years old, a secret organization came to his door, hoping that Sombra could join their artificial intelligence robot soldier plan. This organization has a notorious name-Black Claw.

At the same time, on the other side, the boy also received a message from Overwatch. The letter from the other party was very direct. They hoped that Sariel could help Dr. Mina Liao study the emotional system of omnics.

This is why he will appear in this world in the end.