It was close to midnight and primetime for people heading to bars and other entertainment related places to have fun.

Zhang De was one of such people.

He graduated the day before with mostly average scores, but being the kind of person that was born academically poor, he spent most of his college days going to tutoring night lessons and studying.

Which is why the moment his friend informed him about introducing him to a female friend of his that was interested in him, he had instantly jumped at it.

"Finally! If today goes well in a week or two we'll start dating and I'll finally be able to lose the accursed V sign on my forehead," Zhang De sighed as he stood at the edge of a zebra crossing ensuring that the traffic light turned green for him to cross before going ahead to do it.

The street he walked on wasn't completely deserted but at that exact moment with people moving on both sides of the street, he was the only one who chose that exact moment to cross.

He walked forward at a normal pace, glancing down at the outfit he had on for the tenth time since he left home to ensure that there was nothing wrong with it, and was still as sparkling white as when he left home.

But he had only raised his head up having crossed half of the street, hastening his pace to get to the other side when a bright light suddenly shone on him.

"What the…" he opened his mouth to speak, shifting his gaze to the source of the light only to see a huge truck barreling straight towards him.

"No…no, not today_" but he was still mutterring to himself in shock when he felt the huge truck crash right into his body without showing any signs of stopping.

He felt his body being flung into the air, and for a second he felt nothing but the smooth breeze gliding through his body. However all that ended, the moment he crashed into the ground.

It was a transition from unrealistic bliss to utter pain.

He couldn't even move a muscle and Zhang De was sure that even if he didn't die he was bound to be paralyzed all his life considering the fact that he felt his spinal cord snap the moment he landed on the ground.

"Holy shit! I dozed off for a second but how did you suddenly appear in front of my truck?" Zhang De heard the voice of the person he felt was the driver speaking as he hovered above him.

"Hel…!" he called out wanting to raise his hand and grab unto whatever threads of life he could hold on to.

At that moment to him it didn't even matter whether or not he would be paralyzed for some reason he couldn't explain. He just wanted to see the sun rise the next morning even if it was only for a split second.

"Help me…" he desperately wanted to call out only to feel his lips move without actually producing any words or sounds.

The smell of blood slowly filled his nostrils and a searing pain one he had never felt before thrummed though his chest.

He was scared but became even more terrified to hear the truck driver slam the door of his truck_ a sign that his only hope of survival was leaving him there and speeding off.

"Why do terrible things happen on good days?"

Was the last thought that slitterred through his mind as he felt his heartrate mellow down right before his eyes flutterred closed and he lost every sensation connected to his body.

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Qin Dynasty{221B.C}

"Did he just die?"

"You look surprised. Truthfully this is not the first time such a thing would be happening, especially those sent by their families for full casteration," The other Local physician responded even as he slid his fingers through his long white beard.

They had confirmed more than twice and were beyond sure that the still naked eunuch they had just been about to cut had indeed died from sudden shock to his fragile heart.

The young looking one who seemed to be the assistant sighed with a pitiful expression on his face.

"He's the one from the Zhang family isn't he? I can't imagine being in his place. I might also die of fright if such a fate was suddenly tossed on me. I heard it was because he frequented brothels and even made advances to the main daughter of the Wen family,"

"It doesn't matter matter now does it. He's dead and we've already called the grave diggers to come get it body. Pack our equipment, He Hao we're going back to the Village,"

"But father…" He Hao grumbled, even as he hurriedly did as he was told.

"Can't we spend some time in the main city. What if the palace asks for our services again?"

"He the last one for this batch. We won't have to come back for at least six months," He Qian his father responded with a fierce expression in his face, taking off his slightly stained outer garment and replacing it with the extra he brought.

He Hao also did the same and in a few seconds they were ready to leave.

"Are we just going to leave him like that?" He Hao asked already moving closer to the corpse from where they stood only to have his father pull him right back.

"He's a eunuch and his death doesn't matter but you never know how two sided people in the palace can get… What if they blame us for his death?" He Qian harshly whispered into his sons ears, tightening his hold on his wrists and pulling him out the room.

To He Qian, he had already called the grave diggers, some his job and gotten his money. Continuing to remain there might be detrimental to his freedom.

The door of the large hall firmly slid closed and the next second, they were gone.

Unknown to either one of them, if He Hao had taken a couple of more steps closer to the corpse, he would have seen a corpse whose face was completely drenched in sweat, the fingers of his hands by his side trembling slightly in fear as he processed all the information he just got from the two people who had just left.

Slowly he sat up, and looked down at his body in horrifying fear, only calming down when he was completely sure that his lower half was still very much intact, albeit a little smaller than he recalled his actual body to be.

Lying on the slab he had surprisingly come to the conclusion that his soul somehow found it's way somewhere else instead of the afterlife, but he still wasn't sure if his new reality was any good.

"A EUNUCH…" he mumbled under his breath, touching his body right where his heart was still pounding in his chest.

"OH SHIT…" He cursed in a low whisper looking around the empty room he was in and the cold slab his half naked body had been placed on.

The next second, unwilling to think about anything else but escaping, he scurried down tying his inner robes and outer robes as quickly as he could.

More than anything else, he was aware that the more time he spent in the hall, the greater his chances of losing any part of the length between his legs.

As a man from modern times, he would rather die!