Transcendent.
Beings that were said to possessed great power. In other word, a demigod.
In the famous fictional fantasy novel named, "The Fall of Arachias", spokes of these beings, lauded them as invincible warriors who once saved the world of Arachias from the destructive Overlord of Gluttony's unstoppable rampage. Like every typical fantasy novel, it said that a handful of God chosen peoples with pure heart stumbled on a fated encounter, become Transcendent for the sake of the world.
After casted the Overlord of Gluttony from the world, the denizen of Arachias once again lived in peace thanks to the sacrifices that the Transcendent made in banishing the Overlord into the plain of Oblivion from where it came. But things aren't gone as what the They had hoped for. Being able to live pass any normal living beings' lifespan, many of the world's rulers started to see these Demigods as a hindrance, and a potential threat to their position of power.
Although the Transcendent had the ability to rid of anything with ease, they didn't fight back because of their pure of hearts and the vow they took to never harm a normal being, misused their powers for personal gain. Knowing this, the world leaders exploited this to their full extent to rid of the Demigods that once the savior of their world. Then, after decades of harsh persecution and some even led to the demise of several Transcendent whether from suicide or martyrdom, the remaining ones went into hiding and casts themselves in recluse exile.
(Sweeping, sweeping angrily)
[Though if it's me, I would crush them all. But that's just my thoughts.] (Arnel)
"But seriously?! Why did I get myself inside that Novel!?" (Arnel)
(Smack!)
"Ouch!" (Arnel)
"Stop shouting and keep sweeping you fucking brat!" (Sola)
[This damned orphanage caretaker… if only I had a body of an adult, I already swept the floor with that wretched face of hers!!] (Arnel)
(Continue sweeping the floor anyway)
[Just how did this happen?! The last thing that I remembered was that I had a motorcycle accident right after I finished with the late-night work shift on that dammed black company. Next thing I knew, I had woken in this brat's body in a new world! Not to mention that this world is the novel that I read only to kill some leisure time!] (Arnel)
"Sigh…!" (Arnel)
"You lazy ass brat!!?" (Sola)
"Eeekkk…! I-I'm sorry, alright! S-stop beating me…!" (Arnel)
[it's been several months since I woke in this body and scene like this is frequent to happen. This bitch of a woman is our dormitory caretaker of the orphanage that I'm currently resided. If I acted rashly and go against her, the beatings become worse and she will cut my rations, leaving me to starve for a whole day. Compared to my previous life, I never felt such miserable state that I was forced to eat grass to feed my hunger if I'm lucky enough to go outside.] (Arnel)
"You better be! If I catch you lazing again, say your lunch goodbye!" (Sola)
"Y-yes, yes…! Madam Sola is the kindest caretaker…! I-I will be forever grateful for your benevolence…!" (Arnel)
(pleased)
"For a brat, you sure know how to talk your way." (Sola)
[as a fourteen-year-old child, I can only lick her boots and said good things to get in her good side. Although I really wanted to twist that neck of hers if I could, this is the only thing that could get me out of trouble. Thank goodness that she's easily swayed with words. But her pleased face is making my empty stomach churn to the point that I wanted to puke.] (Arnel)
"Keep sweeping this hallway until its clean of dusts. And after you done, wash yourself before coming into my room later." (Sola)
"Y-yes…" (Arnel)
(Walks away)
[she wanted me to do "that" again…] (Arnel)
(Gritted!)
[one thing that I started to understand since living in this world is that this place is a mess up place. There are no humane laws like those in my previous life and the people here do all sorts of things even to the vilest and disgusting to unfortunate people, regardless of age and gender. The law is what the people with power says. But to stay alive, I forced myself to do the things that the caretaker orders me to do even if it's gone against my moral conscious. I need to protect the other kids from her disgusting sexual indulgence.] (Arnel)
................
(After leaving the Sola's room)
"*uweekk….!" (Arnel)
[That bitch! Did she ever wash her p****!! Not only it is disgusting to look at, the stench and taste was unbearable!! Hump!!] (Arnel)
"*uweekkk…!" (Arnel)
[fuck! I need to wash my mouth to rid of that foul stench, Dammit!] (Arnel)
"H-here…" (Naiah)
(Hands over a bucket of water)
"T-thank-… hmph!! Uweekkk…!" (Arnel)
[I can't stop puking. My stomach is hurting to the point that I almost blackout.] (Arnel)
(Quickly grab before falling down)
"Ah. Thank you, Naiah…" (Arnel)
[This girl, Naiah is an orphan just like me who lived in this wretched place. Having a dark hair color who said to be the symbol of misfortune and bad luck, she was treated like a monster even by the other orphaned kids because of this and usually beaten up without any reason. Compared to me, she's having a hard time just because of her appearance and outcast by almost everyone.] (Arnel)
"P-please stop doing those things, Arne…" (Naiah)
"Don't worry about it… if I didn't do it, I wouldn't managed to get an extra bread for you." (Arnel)
(Forced smile while wiping vomit)
"B-but…?!" (Naiah)
"It's fine… just until we managed to gather our funds to escape this wretched place. Now, please stop crying…" (Arnel)
(Wash hands, wipe)
(Gently pat head)
"Nn. I will…" (Naiah)
[Although she's one year older than I am, she somehow acting like the younger one. It's only been three months since I started to protect and fed her. And now, she's inseparable from me and had clung herself to me like this. But who can blame her for acting like this. No one had even given her any affection before I came into her life. Though, it's a bit of a challenge to approached her in the beginning, but after much effort, I'm glad that I didn't gave up since there's a crucial reason why I kept her by my side.] (Arnel)
(Couple days later)
[I had read the "Fall of Arachias" novel to its newest updated volume and had gathered many information that I needed to live in this world. Though I died before I managed to download the final volume, I can safely say that this world is done for. Right after the last remaining ancient Transcendent faded from existence, this world will slowly meet its inevitable demise.] (Arnel)
(Hands over a bronze coin)
(Quickly bows)
"Thank you for your patronage, kind Ser!" (Arnel)
"Hmm. I will come again tomorrow morning for a good shoes cleaning." (man)
"Yes! Thank you very much!" (Arnel)
[This world's current timeline is similar to mid Victorian era back in my previous life. Polishing shoes is a good way to collect money since there are many gentlemen who likes their shoes shine, showing their prestige to others. With my previous lives' experience, I know how to procure the best materials for shoes polishing with anything I can get my hands, zero cost. And becoming a shoe polishing boy is considered the lowest and disgraceful job in this kingdom, I had no competition and make a killing with the money I got for doing this easy job!] (Arnel)
(afternoon)
"Phew~…!" (Arnel)
[I finally done for today. Although it's quite tiring, it's worth it seeing this bag full of changes. Usually, I gathered as many as twenty bronze coins for a day's worth of polishing shoes. And if I'm lucky, some even gave me two or three bronze coins for extra tips. Half of them will go to my private cache that I hid behind the tree back at the orphanage backyard and the rest, will go to the bitch caretaker.] (Arnel)
(Sighed deeply)
[its painful to give half of my hard-earned living to that bitch caretaker, but to avoid any suspicion from her finding out that I hide funds behind her back, this is worth it.] (Arnel)
(dig)
[The funds that I had hidden from the bitch caretaker is almost reached half of its goal amount. If this went smoothly, I will be able to escape this wretched orphanage with Naiah by the end of this year. But…] (Arnel)
(shivers)
[The air started to become quite cold in these recent days. For me who had never experienced winter, this may be the hardest challenge for me to face since woken in this world. For a person who never felt any winter in his both lifetimes, I only can pray that I won't die because of the cold…] (Arnel)
......
(afterwards)
(Place coins on table)
(pleased)
"Not only you good with your tongue, but you are also good of making money." (Sola)
"Yes, madam…" (Arnel)
"Hmm? Why are you still standing there? Be on your way." (Sola)
"Y-yes, yes!" (Arnel)
(Slowly retreating)
"Oh, right. While you at it, you should see that little pet witch of yours. I hear she's in a lot of trouble after ruining a bed sheet earlier today." (Sola)
[What?] (Arnel)
"I'm telling you this because you are my "favorite". Anyway, be on your way, you stink as hell." (Sola)
"Y-yes…" (Arnel)
(Quickly leaves)