He kept rubbing the soul bead over and over, and his mind was flooded with nostalgia as he walked around that familiar hut. When she finally opened the door, she remembered her plight from a while ago. This is how it started in those eons when he was in collapse after revenge. An unidentified person had come and sent him to the illusion crystal.
Now, having discovered that it wasn't real, the illusion had finally shattered into pieces.
Ever since he came back, ever since he saw the past, he's been looking for her. In the end, his efforts, which took more than 5 years, paid off.
Normally, he would have been constantly searching for other pieces, but he learned from his first mistake. He wouldn't have lost a few years if he had stopped and dreamed at first rather than just looking around.
He passed the bottles on the floor, and long legs finally made their way to an old-fashioned sofa.
He finally covered his eyes with his arm as his body collapsed and relaxed.
He was very tired. That's the only clue you have. He hadn't stopped for a moment until he found her.
Because it was guesswork, and part of him was eating away at himself with the thought that it was improbable.
Finally.
He can only relax when he finds a piece of his soul.
He slowly settled on fatigue.
So much so that even the nightmare that occurs every night has changed with another dream tonight...
***
"What a piece of garbage" is just one of the few phrases he once heard often.
Child of the streets. He was just one of a group of children known as the Beggars. It was because he was pushed around as a child, even though he didn't understand it at the time, he started to understand as he grew up a little, and finally he sat silently watching the smiling faces passing by starving and vainly every day.
Being bullied over and over again by bullies, getting hurt over and over again, loneliness. He was eventually kidnapped and sold to a brothel.
He was a coward to death and was brought up as a wimp by society. But in the brothel where she was taken that night, she felt the fear she had never experienced, with the fierce wheezing, the muffled screams, the crying and begging voices coming from the next room. No pleasure, just bitter moans. That strange nasty smell mixed with the smell of blood. He hated it, disgusted it, disgusted it to death. However, for now, he chose to leave here only because he was used for errands and as a cleaner, because he was full and there was nothing for him. He wouldn't have chosen anyway. He can only escape.
He's seen a lot in a few years. This place had turned into the main center of all underworld crimes. All kinds of illegal activities were very easy to come across. It was a place far beyond the norms of society. In short, everything was spinning.
Everything he found odd at first...
Sometimes the heady smells of smoke were emitted. Too much perfume could burn your nose. Even the entry of two men into a room, which she once witnessed. No, there are even strangers. Women were not the only prostitutes here, and men were held just as much as women. In just a few years. Everything was fine until it was his turn. Finally, aphrodisiac was added to his drink and, looking at his frail body and shy temperament that had lasted for years, he was put to bed without tying him up. His body was on fire. He felt strange, but he wasn't too ignorant to know what it was.
And he's only 10 years old! But the conditions and environment he was in caused him to mature early. In this way. He jumped out of bed, endured the discomfort and sneaked away with wobbly legs!
in full swing.
He knows there is no medicine for this. Even if he has no money to buy. He was ashamed. He was so ashamed. His body was burning, and the itch made him shiver with anger for the first time. He wanted to curse everything! He'd better die than be humiliated this way!
It didn't take long to climb a mountain top, as the road was built.
The cold wind blew, bringing drowsiness.
At last he was on the hill and he looked hesitantly towards the endless abyss. His legs began to tremble as he took a step.
He bit his lips hard to stay sober as the drug felt even more fervently in his body. Finally! He clenched his fists and jumped!
He did not fall very far, his back was groaned reflexively when he hit a thick branch. Her clothes stretched and her waist opened, and branches slashed hard, injuring her. He swallowed at that moment, his head hanging down, weighing heavily on the branch. In an instant, his entire body went cold, and as if even that drug had lost its effect, he left only tingling behind. As the branch bent, her heart fell into her throat. When the emotional instability created by the drug came to an end, only the fear of cold death remained. He trembled and shouted.
"Help! Nobody!"
He shouted for several minutes, and each voice was quieter than the next. When at last he fell into despair and his hands were scratched and red when crackling sounds were heard from the branch, he thought, this is the end.
He closed his eyes hard and swallowed with his dry throat. He knew for a moment that it was over when the branch broke, but he was grabbed by the neck. He stared blankly as the branch he was holding on continued to fall hard as he watched it disappear. Realizing that he was being held by the neck in a few seconds like a kitten, he struggled, but he did not dare and immediately grabbed the arm holding him!
He slowly withdrew.
She was left on the ground.
It is a pity that at that moment the man could not even realize that he was carrying her with one arm and how strong he was. He just stared blankly in front of him now, and his mind was blank as if it had stopped working.
"Children are very strange in these times, it's the first time I see anyone who aspires to be a koala. I guess I've really turned into a prehistoric man. I can't quite grasp the age I'm in..." He muttered in a low voice that only he could hear and looked at the thin boy in front of him. He sighed, turned around, and stumbled as he was about to leave, suddenly feeling a heaviness in his feet.
The boy was stuck to his feet like glue.
Heijin:...
"Let go my child"
The boy shook his head. He had nowhere to go and would never let go of the first life-saving rope he found. Because if he leaves...
No matter how timid. Today was the first time he took the initiative.
After his compulsive insistence, the man could finally give up.
"Well, tell me what do you want?"
At that moment, he lifted his head and had the opportunity to see the appearance of the person who had saved him. stunned. He...really... scumbag...
Messy, red hair was messy and moved in the wind like flames. It was like living flames. Those eyes are like a pair of treasures in the middle of the mess, interesting.
"Take me," he said forcefully. His throat was choked and dry.
The man can finally sigh and accept. He seriously didn't want to breathe in the cold wind on top of this mountain all day.
Seeing the man approve.
The boy was relieved.
His body relaxed, and he eventually lost consciousness, exhausted from the overload.
-To be continued-