Who Am I?

The day Vivi was born was not a celebratory day. No. His Mother barely even knew she was pregnant until it was too late, and even then, she didn't stop drinking or smoking. It was a miracle that Vivi was born fully healthy and without defects. His Father was nowhere to be seen. After he was born, it was like he was a fly on the wall. He was never loved, never comforted, and never socialized. The way he got his brains was by teaching himself, and studying constantly. Due to his parents already absent nature, Vivi himself became introverted and shaded within himself. He was constantly found with his nose in a book, or by himself, just thinking. When he turned 10, hit the fan. His Father had suddenly taken an intrest in him. Of course, not the appropriate type of interest. He was constantly touching Vivi, in places he shouldn't. Soon enough, Vivi found himself crying and screaming for him to stop. Vivi has officially been by his father. Over the years, Vivi was continuously , by his father and his father's pig for friends. It had gotten so bad to the point that Vivi's body had become sensitive to even the slightest touch. The nightmare ended when Vivi turned 15. At least he thought it would. His father and mother concocted a brilliant plan of ending their sons suffering... by selling him off. That's right, Vivi was sold to this hell hole for a load of money. Because he wasn't a , he was easy to train.