(A/N: Please read the "Before you Read" auxiliary chapter before reading this as it explains certain things in the story that may seem confusing. You can choose not to, but if you get confused later on, I suggest reading it)
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{Somewhere Unknown}
Somewhere in a castle, which looked to be medieval.
In a large throne hall, which had beautiful decorations.
A woman, sitting on a throne, was in a relaxed state. She had silver-white hair, dark ocean eyes that glowed slightly bright. She wore a black dress that covered her body, but enhancing her curves that other women would die of envy. Her face was absolutely beautiful that could rival goddesses. She looked to be in her late 30's, however that didn't matter.
*Tap*
*Tap*
*Tap*
She was currently tapping on her throne's armrest out of boredom and frustration.
She closed her eyes for a few minutes.
By her side was a maid who is also very beautiful, but if you were to compare these two women, the maid would look above average.
She had long black hair that was in a bun, her eyes were crimson red which was underneath glasses that gave her a professional look. She had a beauty mark over the right corner of her mouth. She had an emotionless expression which added to her charm.
She was looking towards her master, waiting for her orders.
After a few minutes had passed by, the woman who was sitting on the throne, slowly opened her eyes, which were glowing very brightly.
She glanced towards her servant and spoke in a indifferent tone
"Come"
The maid was used to her master's tone, and was not bothered by it. She swiftly responded to her master's command and understood what she wanted.
The maid walked towards her master, turning her head forwards so she could hear her master's whispers.
After a minute had passed, she gathered all the information from her master and started processing what needed to be done.
She soon heard the same indifferent tone
"Please carry out this request without fail. I can trust you, correct?"
The maid put on a small smile that was barely noticeable and stood straight, she then quickly answered her master
"Yes, Master"
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{Somewhere in a busy city}
In a cold, dark city which was bustling with residents and tourists, a manor which appeared to be owned by some wealthy noble.
In the manor's courtyard, a boy was thrown out by an old man, carrying a wooden broom.
The boy, who looked to be no more than 6 years old, was dirty and frail, as if he hadn't eaten anything in a while. He had dirty black hair that reached to his shoulders, dark blue eyes. He had an emotionless face.
He was wearing tattered rags that looked like it had not been cleaned at all. There were bruises and blisters on the young boy, but the boy seemed fine like he wasn't in pain.
Despite all this, if he were in better circumstances, you could say that if he were older, he would be extremely handsome, no he would be considered a top beauty that could make heads turn, whether it was a man, woman or elderly. Unfortunately, fate was cruel.
He could've had fame for his beauty, or made whoever had bought him rise in reputation, but he was nothing more than a slave. It was weird that he was receiving these awful treatments which none could understand.
Only time would tell...
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"Don't come back until you finish cleaning the outside, you hear?!" yelled an old man who was looking in my direction.
"Y-Yes, Sir..." the boy said in a soft tone, while flinching.
The boy looked back and saw the old man giving him a disgusted look. He turned away after receiving his response, shaking his head. He then closed the door while leaving him alone.
The boy stood still for a few minutes, hearing nothing except the loud noises of people talking, laughing, arguing like every other day.
After a few minutes had passed, he started doing his task as he was told by the old man.
'I'm just a "useless slave" who doesn't even get a proper name. They called me "26" because I was the 26th slave that was in their possession. Only "worthy" slave's get proper names, while I, "a useless slave" doesn't. It's actually funny, but I was reincarnated. However, in that life too I was no different from a slave' the boy thought to himself.
Although he had been reincarnated, his memories were hazy and he couldn't make out most of them. Which, he'd assume it was due to the trauma that he received from that life.
The only thing he could remember was his name, "Jonathan" and that he was a disappointment to his family. He wasn't athletic, his grades were poor, and he wasn't attractive. He had no friends or anyone to lean onto.
As he grew older, his parents started abusing him, saying he was nothing good. Throughout his whole childhood and teenage years, he was lonely and depressed.
It was until he graduated High School with average grades that he was disowned from his family. Saying that he "wasn't anything good" and brought "shame upon the family name".
After graduating from High School, he then took a full-time job at some office company. He couldn't remember what it was, but it wasn't anything grand. He also lived in a poor apartment building.
His whole life, he was just simply…Waiting for his life to end. He would've committed suicide, but he was a coward.
That's when his memories became foggy. He doesn't remember what happen after that or how he died.
He then reincarnated into a baby, but then again, he doesn't have any memories growing up. When he gained conscious, he was already a slave.
He was owned by a merchant who later sold him to a noble who he continues to serve today. Although he hasn't met this person, he didn't really want to either.
His life as a slave was even worse after being reincarnated. He was constantly being used as a punching bag by guards and other slaves to relieve their frustrations. It wasn't just him but a few other slaves too.
The only thing he knew about was that he wasn't on Earth. He was reincarnated into a fantasy world like the ones in the novels. He also knew that he was owned by a vampire noble to which he had to offer up his blood every now and then.
He would've been excited to live in a fantasy world if it wasn't for his current circumstances.
An hour and a half passed by, and he continued to sweep the manor's courtyard. He had gotten to the gates to which he could hear folks passing by talking about something
"Have you heard?" a young woman asked.
"Heard what?" a man replied.
"It was rumored that Our Majesty, the Vampire Queen, is going to have a royal banquet in the coming weeks," the young woman explained.
"What's the sudden occasion? There hasn't been a banquet for over a millennia" the man asked
I leaned towards the gates as I was curious about the conversation. I've heard numerous great things about the Vampire Queen from the days I was a slave here.
"I'm not sure, no one knows why Our Majesty is throwing this event, I'm excited!" the young woman exclaimed.
"Why are you excited? Most likely, only upper class nobles like Viscounts, Counts, and Dukes are allowed to attend the event" the man explained.
"Yes, I know. I just admire Our Majesty just like any other vampire living in this city" the young woman replied.
"I see. Anyways, if anything major happens, we'll eventually find out about it" the man said.
They left after a few minutes.
"26" wondered what it would be like, attending a royal banquet.
'Wait...Why would I, slave, care about such a thing' he thought to himself as he shook his head and continued to sweep the courtyard.
After an hour has passed, the manor's courtyard is almost done. He kept sweeping left and right until he heard a woman's indifferent voice
"Good Evening, Young Master"
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This was the first chapter of my first novel. I hope you enjoyed what you read so far!
If you have any questions/comments about the novel let me know in the comment section.
Again, If you haven't read the "Before you Read" auxiliary chapter, I recommend reading it to clear any confusion.
If you like this novel, check out my other one -
"Raven Online: Unique Class 'Cultivator/Dual-Cultivator'" - Ongoing
Chapter 1: "Good Evening, Young Master"