Tons of people were crafting weapons. The sound of hammer falling on metals could be easily heard as most of these people were busy shaping the metals into a weapon.
A boy at the age of 10, can be seen holding one such hammer and arduously working out. He was holding the smallest hammer out of all the big hammers, the bulky men around him were using.
Although the hammer was the smallest one present in the group, it was still intriguing for a child of his age to be able to hold it.
Apparently, he was using this hammer to beat down a round shaped cylindrical metal. After some long hours of beating, he was finally able to transform that piece of metal to a flat rectangular shape.
At the moment, the droplets of sweat were falling like tides on his face. Even, the other workers were also surprised to see the boy's persistence as his whole body was thumping with his long and fastened breathes.
One of the middle-aged man, who was one of the worker in the workshop came near the boy and gave him a handkerchief and said, "Boy, use this handkerchief and flush yourself."
The boy, however seemed reluctant to take the handkerchief as he looked at the man and shook his head, "My body is reeking with mine sweats. I wouldn't feel good by dirtying your handkerchief, Sir."
The man didn't say anything and just flushed his face with the handkerchief, himself. The boy who seemed reluctant earlier, was surprised seeing the man act in this way. A sense of warmth filled his heart.
After flushing his face with the handkerchief, the man said, "Boy, you don't need to worry about this handkerchief, I've tons of them already in my home. Keep that and use it whenever you are all sweaty," The man handed over the handkerchief after clearing his throat.
This time, the boy was shocked. Only one word was uttered from his mouth - "Why..?"
The man smiled, and said, "If one doesn't help each other in times of crisis then what's the use of our life."
Hearing those words, the boy was dumbfounded. Although he didn't understand anything, he got the general gist of it. After nodding his head, he took his refined piece of rectangular metal and went over to submit it to the manager who used to give him works.
The manager was a chubby man with milky white face. When he took over the rectangular metal that was refined by the boy, he nodded his head in satisfaction. After that, he looked at the boy and told him to clean the workshop.
The boy soon went to do his next assigned work, that was to clean the workshop. Using the drenched piece of worn-out dress which was placed at the corner of the workshop, he started flushing the workshop. Soon he finished his work.
After that, the boy was called by a worker who kindly told him that his food is ready and so the boy walked into the kitchen for fetching his food.
The leftovers were apparent on many plates. The boy took all of them and fetched those leftovers to another plate which he cleaned just now. After doing all that, he found sufficient amount of food and sat around the corner of the kitchen to eat the food.
Little did the boy knew that this food would be his very last food, he would eat today.
This was the daily routine of this boy; Working hard since morning by assisting the small forging works, cleaning the workshop and then eating the leftovers.
The boy's name was Devu. Devu was your so called orphan that was accepted by a kind-hearted man who soon became his foster father. His foster father's name was Sun Fu and so did Devu inherit his surname; Sun Devu.
However things couldn't be any tougher for Devu as not long after adopting Devu, he was killed by some Young master of Li family over some small matter.
At that time, the brothers of his foster father were busy in fighting with each other over who would get the workshop's ownership.
Devu was totally disgusted by their acts. Instead of taking revenge against Li family, these brothers of Sun Fu were busy in taking over the only workshop of his foster father !
If Devu wanted, he could've resisted them, by saying that he was Sun Fu's son and they were already aware of it but so what? In this world where strength decided everything, what can a powerless boy like him can do?
After that, those brothers together occupied this workshop and having no ability but to follow their orders for his livelihood, the young boy was worked to death everyday and even bullied by the other workers here sometime.
Needless to say that there were still some good men among the workers who didn't bully him but very few among them came to help him when the bully went extreme.
After eating the leftovers, the boy cleaned the plate. When he was cleaning, he heard some noises from the street of a young girl crying. Devu was a sweet heartened boy but after he observed the reality of the world in the few months he lived, he chose to discard that young girl's voice.
Although Devu was only 10 years old, his mentality was mature. The reasons were the sufferings which taught him how to behave at times.
Who knows? if he acted rashly right now, and went to save the young girl for whatever reason she was crying, maybe because of the bullies, he would've returned bare handed with additional injuries. He might have been killed or handicapped for intervening in those people's bussiness.
Some random acts of kindness would only apply to people who had strength or background in this world where strong preys on weak.
Devu was just powerless kid who had yet to start cultivation. However no one could blame him for this after all, his foster father Sun Fu died not long after he was adopted.
During his early years he was worse than any street dogs, he used to survive by being a begger. Whenever he got chance, he would fight a street dog for a dump of garbage !
During the time when he was malnourished beyond recognition, and was about to die due to hunger and malnutrition, Sun Fu noticed him and it was only then that his life started to turn good.
Even though, his foster father died after taking care of his needs for 3 years, he atleast helped Devu repair his malnourished body. He could be seen as a normal 10 years old kid now.
Once again the voice came - "Please someone help, I beg thee, please! They are gonna R-ra..pe me..."
Hearing that voice, the boy just sneered. He was also sometimes sexually assaulted when he was a begger in his younger days by some strong street dogs, especially those female dogs in heat.
However he soon remembered the words spoken by that middle-aged man who gave him the handkerchief in the morning.
'So that's what he mean, if my foster father didn't help me then I would've already died, and my life would have held no meaning. Don't worry foster father, rest assure in heaven! I won't let your help go to waste. I'll use my life to help others like me. And after I save this little girl who's in need for help, I'll have given her a new life..'
He jumped out of the window that faced towards the street and ran towards the place where the voice was screaming for help...
At the corner of the street, a poor little girl could be seen half naked, malnourished to an extent her bones would come out if someone just shoved her.
The hooligans who were bullying her had a bored look. They just left her when they saw how thin and weak she looked.
One of the hooligan even cursed at her that she should just die from this world since with her body she can't even become a sex slave for anyone. However when he was leaving with his group, he halted on his steps and turned back, he smiled in a evil way and said, "Never mind, I'll just kill you," he then moved back to kill the little girl.
The boy Devu, then came forward and stopped before the group of hooligans. He told them to leave this girl or else they would regret it.
Nevertheless, the hooligans just took his words as joke and in the end he almost got beaten to death. Meanwhile the man who threatened to kill the little girl just left her alone after he was satisfied by beating Devu.
After the hooligans left, the girl who was saved by Devu unknowingly came towards Devu. Devu thought that she would thank him for trying to save her but then something unexpected happened.
*Slap*
He got a painful slap on his cheeks by this little girl. He was confused. He helped her, why did she slap him then?
That's when he looked at the little girl's figure who continued slapping him while tears were welling up in her eyes. Devu knew that something was wrong so he mustered every bits of his remaining strength to ask - "Why...?"
However the answer which he received shocked him.
"No..why did you helped me, I was about to be relieved from this pain. I wanted to die but you dumbass couldn't even let me do that."
When he heard her words, his view about the world collapsed along with his lifeless body. The girl ran away after seeing that collapsed body.
Due to all the beatings he took from those hooligans, his ribs were broken, he had internal bleeding in many organs. Finally when the girl slapped him many times in a row, with her bony hands, they provided a pain which was like being beaten by an iron rod.
Due to all these beating, he died.
. . .
After that, the sun set below the horizon, the night came and the cold winds of winter started blowing past a lifeless corpse.
A strange whirlpool of space crack appeared before that collapsed body and a seemingly transparent figure of a soul drifted from it and it started observing the surrounding before it's eyes fell on the corpse below him.
He smiled in a evil way after seeing that and whispered to the corpse, "What a lucky encounter I'd, don't worry young boy, I'll use your body to reach the peak of martial path in this lifetime."
After muttering that, his soul went into that lifeless corpse and very soon, the body started healing it's internal organs and joined the broken ribs. Soon after, his heart slowly started pumping. If any normal man saw the scene right now, they would think of this as a miracle !
Even the strongest cultivator in the continent of Profound Black dragon continent, can't achieve the feat of making the heart of a dead beat again.
Soon night turned into morning, and the body was fully healed. The boy opened his eyes again, and then sat in a meditative stance.
After going through his newly acquired body, he saw that this body still had a remaining soul of the previous boy. He looked at the unwilling soul and then tons of memories drifted through his mind and the new Devu absorbed those memory like a sponge in matter of seconds.
"I see..you had to go through such a painful life, only to find yourself dead. Don't worry. I'll revenge your grievances. For now, just leave it to me and go through the wheel of samsara.
The remaining ounce of soul nodded it's seemingly transparent head inside the body and went to the heaven.
...
"I can't beleive that the Great Rebirth technique succeeded. I, the Great Immortal Devil of 3000 Universes finally reawakened!
In this lifetime I promise to reach the power even beyond the power I'd in my previous life!"