"Hey fatty" it was a male voice that said this to me once I stepped into the classroom

  I froze and looked at the handsome teenager sitting on my desk

  "What are you doing here" I asked him in a small voice

  My head was lowered and my hands tightened around my school bag

  " Well I just wanted to have a chat with my worthless brother" he said it with no mockery

  Just plain and unbothered

  That is because we both agree that it is the truth

  I'm useless, worthless and a waste of space

  "Oh okay" I said

  " Well Dad wants you to come home" he said

  I was shocked

  After I entered this school as a student

  They had all but abandoned me with relish

  I wasn't permitted to say I was part of the Ming family

  Neither was I allowed to contact them or associate with my older brother; also known as the heir of Ming technology

  I was told to keep a low profile and live like the rat I was

  Scurrying around in the dark and getting bullied

  It's not like I wasn't used to being invincible

  I had lived life in that house hidden from the public

  " And pack your stuff because you're no longer part of the family" my brother continued

  "Huh.. I thought that I would still be allowed to be part of the registry"

  "All I had to do was not stand out" I said

  My brother snorted then broke into laughter at what I just said

  The sound of his voice seemed to tell me the truth

  That was never going to happen, no matter how low key I was

  No matter how hard I tried

  I was never going to be enough

  "Don't forget to pack your stuff after the semester ends" my brother finally stopped chuckling and said this to me

  He did a few pats on my shoulder and went out of the classroom

  I just stood there in shock gradually accepting it

  It was not like there wasn't any sign of this occuring

  The issue first started with my mother when she gave birth to me

  My father was a survivor of one natural disaster after another and my mother was a phase

  My father had already been married with a son

  He was a rich business man coming from a long line of noble blood

  My mother was a stripper who was too beautiful for her own good

  And also too ambitious for her own good

  She tried to climb the ladder and steal my father away from the real wife by using me, her son

  Of course, someone from such a long history won't be seduced by people who they view as less than humans

  But she was pregnant with a son and that isn't something nobles could ignore

  So my father provided her a house and promised to marry her after she delivered the baby

  Then once I was out of her womb; he killed her and took me in

  I can still remember the disgust he had on his face as he told me this story

  I was ten years old and curious

  He was 40 and disgusted by my existence

  Anyway after I was taken in; I was treated like a servant to my older brother

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  Infact I wasn't allowed to call him brother

  Only "sir", "young master" or "master"

  My father treated me like I was the biggest stain in his life; I also think so

  So I wasn't allowed to appear in front of him

  I never got the opportunity to call him "master" like I was told to because I wasn't allowed to get within his eye sight

  Well excluding the time he made me aware of my disgraceful origin

  By then the natural disasters were still ravaging the world

  And my father lost a lot of business

  And he was angry

  So I bore this anger with a belt and his enraged voice telling me about my whore of a mother

  That was also the last time we interacted

  So my only memory of my father was him solidifying the thought in me that I'm worthless

  Eventually the noble bloodline showed itself and my father built his technology company

  The tech company that provided machines that are in perfect sync with the new ore

  Using all his connections; he became a pillar of the new era

  An era of the government and the nobles as parliament

  Where the survivors from different countries gathered together as one country

  There weren't much survivors left anyway so it was easy to restructure society as a whole

  People just wanted peace and stability after all the surviving

  Meanwhile I retreated more and more into myself

  I was always reminded of my illegitimate status by the servants and staff

  My stepmother made sure to remind me of the dog I was

  My brother only saw me as a servant

  I wasn't smart, neither did I look handsome

  I ate a lot to cope with the bullying and grew folds in my stomach

  I was bullied as an ugly dumb fatty in school

  But fortunately the servants no longer deliberately beat me up once they realized how worthless I was

  My Stepmom realized that I couldn't amount to much so therefore my brother's position as the heir was secure

  She ignored me but would be incredibly disgusted if I was in her sights

  The only thing that I enjoyed in such a meaningless life was manga

  Speaking of; I had a new one that I managed to get from the bookstore

  I worked there to get money for snacks and junk food

  There's no point in thinking about this any longer

  I can't change who I am or my father's decision

  It's better to just eat and read my manga

  I walked to my seat at the back row and brought out my manga

  I read stories about people like me who were born in horrible situations triumph

  I read stories about someone surviving a new world after transmigration

  I read about someone who was despised by their entire family due to his illegitimate status and rose to be the most powerful noble

  Or about someone who was betrayed and went seeking revenge

  Or about a normal student who was bullied like me but went on to save humanity

  Or about a worthless cultivator who defied the heaven solely with his ability and no cheats

  Or a student with a cheat who got all the girls

  Or someone going on an adventure

  Or a loser in a world where they hunt monster in gates who married a beautiful woman and became the strongest necromancer

  In all these stories that I read; those who were deemed worthless or useless would be reborn into greatness

  They would get a cheat key and dominate the world

  Or they would get courage and display intellect that conquered the sky

  Or they would relentlessly pursue their ambition without morality holding them back

  But that didn't make me feel any better

  To watch someone in my position rise to greatness with their own effort

  That just made me feel worse

  Because I know that no matter what; not even if I get a system

  I would still be worthless

  To put it in a simple way; if you throw the most expensive jewelry into the trash by mistake or on purpose

  It doesn't make the trash expensive

  No it makes the jewelry dirty

  I am that trash that would make the system dirty

  I would probably die on the first mission or task

  Not even if I regress back in time would I be able to have worth

  Going back in time doesn't change my father's disgust towards me

  He hated me then and always would hate my existence till I die

  Or maybe if I transmigrated into another world of magic and monsters

  I honestly believe that I would never be able to do magic

  I'm barely passing my grades not to talk of learning complex magical formulas

  Even if the magic in that world didn't require a formula

  I would probably not be able to use skills

  At the end of it all

  I look at this main characters with no jealousy, envy or admiration

  Just inconceivable sadness, despair and loss

  I do not yearn to have what they have because I know I would never come close or even dream of following their path

  Garbage will always be garbage

  Trash with gold inside is still trash to the person who threw it away

  And I feel like I was thrown away by the world

  So there I sat in my seat reading about people like me attaining greatness

  But in the course of this, I realized what I had forgotten due to meeting my brother, soon to be a stranger

  The students today looked funny

  There were a lot of collapsing students in the hall going to the clinic

  And even in class right now that I hadn't paid any attention to while I read manga

  Which was my usual routine

  It's not like listening would elevate my low scores

  Anyway all of this felt fishy

  My senses developed from reading so much manga was tingling

  Suddenly the quiet classroom was interrupted by the sound of someone falling from their chair

  A student has slumped to the ground then with an unnatural posture rose from the ground

  The student has black spots on their exposed body and a growl escaped from their mouth

  I stared frozen at the student a few seats away from my left

  All the signs were pointing to one thing

  Zombie

  There's a zombie infront of me

  This is my chance

  I've read hundred of manga 's about the zombie apocalypse and their harem male leads

  Out of everyone in here, I should be the one that is able to survive

  If only I could move

  My brain was telling my body to move but I just say there staring at the zombie looking around the classroom

  The students seemed to have realized something was wrong and the whole class was agitated

  I was still trying to get my body to move but it wasn't working

  Soon the zombie turned to me

  And I knew it was over unless I move

  I started to think while my eyes widened

  Move damnit

  This is your chance to become a main character

  This is the first chapter on your story to greatness

  This is your prologue

  Move, move, move

  The zombie lunged at me and my back landed on the ground as the zombie tore into my flesh

  The classroom erupted in screams as the student rushed out

  While I lay on the ground feeling my life slip through my fingers

  I couldn't do anything even when life gave me an opportunity to be better

  To have some worth

  But I just sat there and watched myself get bitten

  And now I'm going to die

  I think it's better this way

  This must be the world giving me an opportunity and passing judgement on me

  I'm worthless trash

  And trash that isn't worth anything are thrown away

  Now my worthless life has come to an end