Pov : Prologue

The voice of rain drops calms the earth but the thunder comes with chaos . There are very to little amount of people who likes the voice of thunder , the striking and the way it owns the sky within itself .

I've never seen rain as a romantic weather as what people around me says . I rather think it's the weather of loneliness and contentment.

As I am walking through the lanes of my town I always observe different type of people in rain some dancing , some walking hands in hands with their loved ones and innocent kids unaware of this world playing in puddle .

As thunder strikes I look up to smile at the sky , thinking how it reminds me of my childhood and as an adult it helps me taking my revenge. Maybe my Mom knew I was a chaos and maybe she understood that she can't raise me anymore , abandoned me in orphanage . As I remember her tears roll down my eyes and all of my past unfolds itself in front of me.

Walking in rain has always been my favourite thing to do , nobody notices the tears striking down my face and nobody is asking me why am I crying in rain with a knife covered in blood .

That's the best thing about rain . It erases the world around us . We don't see other things but us .

It's my story and this story is not about sun shining and flower blooming , laughs and love and Rainbows

It's dark , gloomy and gruesome, it's about my brutal revenge with the people who hurt me and I am no longer a victim to them . It's my time to be a ASSAILANT AND I WILL NOT STOP UNLESS AND UNTIL MY HANDS ARE COVERED WITH THEIR BLOOD.