The Anti-hero 17 No Title

With a sigh, old Lucca said: "Tell me Tyler, what is your purpose, goal or dream?"

Tyler was astonished since that was the same question he had asked Richard about a month ago.

Seeing that Tyler did not speak, old Lucca continued.

"Tell me tyler, how can you get to the top if there are no goals?" Old Lucca said with wisdom.

Old Lucca looked at the sky and said:

"You know, my dream was to be the most loved person in the world and leave my mark." The wrinkled face of old Lucca was showing a hint of a smile and a clear Anelo.

"But many things happened, and although I did not fulfill my dream, I do not regret my choice." Old Lucca had a face completely devoid of remorse.

Tyler turned around and looked at him: "Old Lucca, why did you help me? Why do you keep doing it, even knowing that I could incur the wrath of the young teacher?" Tyler looked at the old man with an intrigued face.

The old Lucca sighed deeply and said, "because you you seemed to love my son, never gave up, even when things seemed lost even when she lost her mother never showed me a sad face, his smile always brightened my life. , he was my everything, my reason to live, that's why when I had to choose between my dream or he does not hesitate to choose it, and until today I do not have a penny of regret for my choice. "

Old Lucca paused a little and continued.

"You for some reason reminded me a lot, but in this time I have been with you I have come to know you better and I know that you are not equal to him, you are something else I do not know what, but I only know that I have come to appreciate you very much and I will not leave let nothing happen to you. " Old Lucca said in a very determined voice.

After a few seconds of silence Tyler spoke.

"You know, I told my best friend that my dream was to be a hero."

"But now, I'm not so sure." Tyler said with a lost look.

"My heart is full of hatred and thirst for revenge." Tyler had completely red eyes like a demon.

"I do not know very well who is a hero, but my person does not seem to be capable of it." Tyler was totally sad, thinking about becoming a hero and living adventures with his friend, but now he felt lost.

Seeing the lost look of tyler old Lucca touched his shoulder and said:

"Let me tell you something you already know."

"The world is not all sun and rain."

"It's a very bad and unpleasant place, and no matter how hard you are, it will put you on your knees and leave you like that if you let it go."

"You, me, no one will hit as hard as life."

"But it's not about how hard you hit, but how hard you can be hit and keep moving!"

"That's how the winners are made!"

The last sentence the old Lucca shouted with his hoa.r.s.e voice full of certainty.

Tyler looked at old Lucca surprised, seeing the old man with a steady tyler look collapsed and said.

"I am scared." Tyler said with a fearful face.

"Living in this world is so hard."

Tyler remembered the words of old Lucca and his gaze changed from one of fear to one equally firm that of the old man.

"That's why I need to be strong, and stronger and even stronger."

"No matter what pain waits for me ..... I'll keep going."

"I will be a winner."

The old Lucca let out a smile and dug a hole near the root of the tree, shortly after he pulled out a wooden box that he typed shortly after.

"This is my gift to you, maybe it will be useful and help you on your way." Old Lucca said as he handed her the box with a smile.

"Now go away." The old man said with a sigh.

Tyler was shocked, he gives something to him and then he throws it out, which is happening here.

Swiss

Old Lucca turned around and looked in one direction.

"It's too late." Whisper the old Lucca.

A shadow appeared from the trees.

"So this is where they hide, they made me go to that stinking alley for nothing." Said the man with a disgusted face.

He was one of the guards who had immobilized Tyler when he arrived in the city.

"Well this will not take any time," the guard said with a vicious smile, as he pulled a dagger from his pocket.

"Tyler go!" Old Lucca shouted urgently.

"But you." Tyler hesitated, what would happen to old Lucca if he left?

"Just go away!!" Old Lucca shouted hoa.r.s.ely.

"Humph, do you think I'll let anyone go?" The guard moved very fast, with the dagger aimed at Tyler.

Tyler tried to move but was helpless with his injuries, just when he thought he was going to die, a shadow came forward and put on his forehead protecting him.

It was old Lucca, who now had a dagger buried in his chest and blood was coming out of his mouth.

"!!!!No no no no no old Lucca please do not leave me¡¡¡¡." Tyler was totally frantic and anxious.

"Tyler, for me, the mark of a true hero, is that he does not seek glory."

"Protect from the shadows."

"And always remember this."

"There is no disgrace in falling."

"The real disgrace is not getting up later."

"Now go away!!" Old Lucca shouted with blood coming out of his mouth.

"Humph, that's only if I let him." The guard tried to take out the old man's dagger.

But he was surprised to see the old man holding his hands.

"I will not let you hurt him." Old Lucca said with a firm look as he tightened his grip.

"Let go of me, you cursed old man." The guard did not stay still, he started to struggle while kicking old Lucca.

Tyler was still impacted by what he saw, what could he do? he could not let them kill old Lucca, immediately he took out the pistol and fired at the guard, but this one was covered with a semitransparent pale green membrane although it was more opaque and weaker than the guard that protected the young master could still stop the bullets.

"d.a.m.n Tyler go." The old Lucca shouted.

Tyler clenched his teeth with blood coming from his gums and tears gus.h.i.+ng from his eyes, limping as he walked at full speed with the wooden box on one arm.

he looked at his tattoo through the tears blurredly, he cleaned himself and looked again, after a flash he disappeared.