Ancient China – Part 2
In an alley within the slums, a little boy is buried in the arms of his older brother. The biting cold of the winter assaults them. The little boy looks at his unconscious brother. His brother’s face is flushed into an alarming red. He (Brother) is burning with fever.
The little boy tries to escape from his brother’s tight embrace, but with no avail, the unconscious boy – no, a teenager with small built akin to a 10-years-old because of malnutrition wouldn’t loosen no matter what the little boy does.
“Brother! Let go, you’re too hot. It’s too uncomfortable!” the little boy stated rudely, but within his dark eyes lay a tinge of worry.
The teenager didn’t reply nor move, still deep in slumber.
As the wind howled, the temperature within the broken-down-make-shift shed, with only a small stove as a source of heat, lowered even more. This made the worry in the little boy’s becomes more apparent. With a lot of effort, the little boy finally manages to free himself from his brother’s arms.
Walking out of the small-broken-down shed, he holds the little money they had left towards the town’s only medicinal hall.
“TSK! WHAT A BAD LUCK! THIS RASCAL ACTUALLY BUMP INTO THIS YOUNG MASTER! WHAT ARE YOU GLARING AT? YOU DARE?! YOU BUMP INTO ME AND IN TURN, LETTING ME DROP THE MEDICINAL INGREDIENTS I JUST BOUGHT!” a young man shouted at the little boy on the floor.
“What’s happening?” the medicinal hall’s Clerk tried to mediate.
“This filthy thing bumped into me and caused me to drop my precious herbs!”
“I see,” the smiling face of the Clerk turned into an ugly one once the little boy got into his sight, and then ordered, “Guards, throw this boy out and don’t let him enter next time!”
“Wait! I need to buy medicine for fever, my brother needs it. So, please let me buy one first!” the boy pleaded.
“You? Buying medicine?” the Clerk said with disdain. With the shake of his head, he continued, “I am pretty sure that you don’t even have enough money to buy any. So, get out before you cause more trouble.”
The little boy was thrown out of the medicinal hall. Looking in front of him, he saw an exquisitely made boots, which made him raise his head up and saw a masked covered face.
[Time Skip: 10 years]
In a palace banquet, a masked man walk-in. His presence made the whole hall quiet down to the point that a drop of water could be heard. After paying their respect to the current Emperor, the masked man sat at a sit lower only to that of the Crown Prince. This shows that his status is only lower to the Emperor, Empress, and the Crown Prince. He is a person who holds the title of a Prince, even though he doesn’t possess the blood of the current regime. He is the descendant of one of the two founders of this Country. Thus, his lineage’s status is only second to the Imperial Family.
No one had ever seen the masked appearance. Rumors said that his face is marked with hideous scars. There are different beliefs on where this Prince had gotten them. One is from the fire that devoured his parents. It was also said that he had gotten them from participating in the war in his teenage years. Yet no one knew if these rumors were real, but all they knew is that because of the time spent without seeing his appearance, they had begun to forget what he once looked like. Some people do know that those who could still remember his appearance belong to two categories. These are those who are close to him and those that don’t belong to this world anymore.
As the sounds of laughter and music intertwined and blossomed, no one had realized that the sit below the Crown Prince had long been emptied. The Crown Prince, who’s name been forgotten after received his title, felt that this place, the Palace is a place only filled with three colors. These are the colors, black, white, and red. If this place isn’t dull, like black and white. It would only be tainted with the red color of blood. Thus he also escaped from the banquet unnoticed.
Little V: What happened?
Vannie: I can’t think of the names for the characters for the first world
Little V: …
Little V: Question
Vannie: What is it?
Little V: Where are we, me and Mama?
Vannie: Your mama has already been transmigrated into this world in this first chapter! Take a guess, who is she? And about you, sorry but I kinda forget about your exsistance~ *Acting cute*
Vannie: Take a guess! Who is MC! If you guess correctly, I’ll let you pick a name for MC in the next arc. Anyone? Guess~ Comment and Like!
Just tone down your comments, though. Don’t scare this scaredy-Cat!