"This would be two soir, BonXi", said a man.
He was short around five feet with golden eyes. They had a greenish tint within them as he observed his customer. He owned a shop which sold basic day to day goods and some grocery.
" I am not that old, BonXi. You can address me by bon", said the boy replying to him. He took two one-soir notes from his pocket and a copper pence.
The boy was wearing a black scarf that covered his face from the sides. It looked out of place, but given the unusually harsh winter, one couldn't question his attire.
People around here usually wore anything they found in the dumps or what they snatched from others. There wasn't much difference between male or female clothing in a city where clothes were a luxury. Any new clothes were treated as if they were a trophy. After all, who had the money to buy clothes each year? Even if they had more money, why would they even waste money on something that only serves the purpose of covering the body. If not for the cold, why should one even bother to cover themselves when God birthed us all naked?
"Well, then excuse my rudeness bon", replied the man as he placed the money in the cash register.
"You must inform me BonXi, if any two-faced white lily comes to the market! Please remember BonXi... You forgot it even the last time! Who am I gonna go to if BonXi doesn't reserve it for me? ", said the boy.
" Don't fret...This BonXi of yours won't forget! ", he exclaimed confidently.
" Visit me after at most fifteen days. I shall keep it ready and reserve it for you bon! "
"Much appreciated BonXi", said the boy.
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" Fuck, I hate this Bon, BonXi ,Bonzai shit... ! Who the fuck was he thinking he was? Did he really think he was some top gun? Why don't we just kill him and take the materials?...".
"Though he is easily influenced, I don't think he is necessarily a bad person. A little vain and weak to praise... Anyways, not much clues there", a voice resounded from the boy.
The boy had been patrolling and secretly looking for suspicious people.
" Stop chattering! ", muttered the boy.
He soon entered a secluded alley. He removed the scarf from his face. It revealed a disgusting face with plain features. Though, his face didn't look ugly on it's own, one of his eyes was butchered as if someone had gouged it out. Two disgusting mouths were on each side of his face.
"Oh Goddess! I can finally breathe...You really should have killed that bastard! ", said a voice.
"Don't exaggerate... ", said another voice.
Both the voices were quite different as if they belonged to different people. Yet, they were coming from one person. But,the boy hadn't opened his mouth the whole time!
The boy finally opened his mouth, " Tch! Why does a servant of Goddess speak so easily of murder! "
Soon, a voice came from the right side of his face. Even a look at it would induce a sense of intense cringe and disgust. Enough to make one puke! A thick layer of plaque covered it's teeth. Atleast four of it's teeth were missing. One of the teeth was gold-plated. It stood out alone in what looked like a Post-apocalyptic scene. The shining golden tooth contrasted with the terrible jaw and made it look even more appalling.
It said," Boy!...your mouth opens a lot more these days! "
"And you should keep yours closed... It smells. Priest, it looks like you didn't have any reservations against eating cow poop back in your day...", replied the boy.
" Ha ha! I credit you for having some humour boy... haha... ", said the other voice. This voice came from the other side of his face. It had relatively cleaner teeth. But, the sight still made one a little nervous.
" You better stop giggling like a bitch, Wars... I have been too easy on both of you. Boy, don't forget... You were just a little chicken back then. Oh Goddess, Is this how you feel looking at lambs that go astray? Kids sure are ungrateful! ", said The Priest.
Wars agreed with the priest. He said, " You truly are a clever one... You were so quick to suck up when you wanted to know anything back then! I thought I had seen pretty much life had to offer. Your shamelessness baffled even me back then! " , said Wars.
"Then ,you haven't seen much life. Shallow people must have lived shallow lives! One needs to consciously make an effort and look at their lives from a distance to see if it's worth it living the way they are. Sucking up to you didn't have a point anymore... So much effort for so less utility.... Nah, I am done with that... ", replied the boy.
" Young blood sure is different, priest! ", said Wars.
" You sure don't know when to feel insulted! ", said the priest.
" Tsk...not everyone is petty", replied Wars.
The priest ignored the comment and asked, " So when are you going to hold the ritual for the third, Shapi-"
"Why do you keep forgetting... Do you want to be spotted by 'them', you dog of a priest? ", said the boy.
The priest shut his mouth almost panicking.
" Who am I?", said the boy.
"You know it anyways...Why bother wasting time", replied the priest with a little hesitation.
" I told you to say my name... I want you to remember it thoroughly ,Priest ", said the boy with a uncharacteristically deep look in his eyes
" Tsk... I don't know it then" , said the priest.
"You know. You know exactly who I am, so say my name! ", said the boy.
"You are Silva", said the priest
" You are goddamn right! "