The Paralyzed Hand
Bernetter staggered back, clutching his numbed hand, breathless. His eyes locked with Shammroy's—rage clashing with the captain's calm.
Shammroy jovial,
"Come on! Tell me… what changed you?"
Bernetter furious, hurting,
"Why do I need to tell you?!"
Shammroy gentle calm,
"Oye, oye… don't get angry. I just want to know—what turned you into this."
He exhaled softly, observing the broken man before him.
Shammroy sincere,
"If you're fair with me… we'll leave here. This den… and this planet."
Bernetter's eyes softened, a quiet despair lowering his gaze.
Bernetter defeated, low voice,
"Okay… then I'll tell you. But keep your word."
Shammroy nodded and offered a fist bump—Bernetter ignored it, stepping into his memories.
The cave dimmed as his past swallowed the present.
The Boy in the Green Fields
A vast green field stretched beneath a warm horizon. Sunlight danced across the grass.
Bernetter's voice carried through the scenery—soft, distant, trembling.
Bernetter voiceover, hollow,
"What you're seeing now… isn't the true Bernetter."
A small wooden house appeared, surrounded by life and warmth.
A child—young Bernetter—played with his father, laughing, innocent, free.
But that happiness didn't last.
One day, the man collapsed.
The field turned cold.
The sky dimmed.
Bernetter's world cracked.
He spiraled into depression and loneliness—his mother never comforted him, never looked at him the same.
Bernetter voiceover, sorrow,
"My mother didn't love me… even in the first place."
The Mother Who Forgot
Child Bernetter pushed open the creaking door of his house.
Child Bernetter soft,
"I'm home, Mom…"
His footsteps echoed down the hall.
Then he saw her—
his own mother sitting on a stranger's lap, laughing, holding him, forgetting the man they once loved.
Bernetter froze—fear, disgust, betrayal.
He ran upstairs, slammed his door, slid down to the floor, shaking.
Child Bernetter breaking,
"What… she forgot my dad completely?!"
Downstairs, she barely reacted.
Mother careless,
"Hah… seems like he came."
She whispered to her lover to leave.
Footsteps ascended—slow, calculated.
Child Bernetter wiped his tears, trying to erase the pain.
He opened the door with a forced calm.
She smiled warmly—a lie polished with cruelty.
Mother fake warmth,
"You came home. Why didn't you tell me you were here?"
Bernetter soft, hiding pain,
"I… just got tired. That's all."
Mother ordering gently,
"Get yourself ready. We'll have dinner."
He nodded weakly.
But that night, while eating, exhaustion drowned him—his eyelids fell.
He woke up somewhere else.
An unfamiliar ceiling.
Cold walls.
Voices of children.
He was abandoned.
Child Bernetter panicked,
"Mom? Mom!"
No response.
A warden approached.
Warden plain,
"Who are you calling?"
Bernetter stay calm.She gestured toward other orphans.
Warden firm,
"Go and play with them."
His eyes darkened.
That day, something inside him froze forever.
The Man Broken Twice
Years passed.
Bernetter grew up, married, tried to build a life better than the one he lost.
But fate repeated its cruelty.
One day, returning home—exhausted, hopeful—
he opened his bedroom door and saw the past strike again:
His wife in bed with another man.
His breath broke.
His heart shattered.
He walked out and stumbled outside into heavy rain, unable to process the betrayal.
Lightning flashed across his furious eyes.
He stormed back inside, yelling.
She didn't flinch.
Wife cold, bored,
"Who are you? Why are you in my home?"
Bernetter shaking,
"This… is my house…"
Her smirk was sharper than any blade.
Wife mocking,
"Your house?
You weren't enough for me—not as a husband, not as a man…
You couldn't give me what I wanted.
You never could."
She stepped closer, voice dripping venom.
Wife accusation,
"You think I fell in you, hah! The things your weren't able to give me, he would give me."
Bernetter froze—every word a dagger of pure fabrication.
By hearing the voices from bernetter house the trespassing soldiers stormed in.
By seeing the guards wife yelling,
"Soldiers! Arrest this man! He is going to rape me. "
Bernetter couldn't defend himself—shock locked his body.
Villagers gathered, murmuring, pointing.
Their verdict stabbed deeper than chains.
Villagers whispers behind him,
"A perverted man…"
Bernetter's world collapsed again.
Twice broken.
Twice abandoned.
His voice trembled as the flashback dissolved.
The cave returned.
His story ended.