"When was the last time you've ever felt like time is the only thing you ever have.
Never felt it before?''
"..."
" Me Child… Me too…"
Where am I? Who am I? It felt empty… this place feels empty. I open my eyes, wide awake yet it feels surreal, why is that? Then a man, standing in this dark welled ocean, stared at me with those deep ocean eyes. For some reason I feel like I've seen him before, not sure where tho.
It doesn't matter. I tried opening my mouth to speak to him, but no words came out. something seems stuck from my throat, a fishbone? maybe.
"Times like this are precious. Make sure to treasure it well." He commented as he walked, his body dissolving slowly, before he disappeared, he gave me one last look and a peaceful smile.
I don't get it, those smiles of his. What do they carry, to what I owe him a favor, for him to give me those smiles. Either way, it doesn't matter anymore. What matters is the present, not the past, nor the future.
"How I wish I can smile like him too"
My throat finally mustered the words I've been wanting to say, alas he's gone.
Then everything went black.
I wait…
And wait…
And wait….
And wait…..
I just wait…..
because someday, there will come a day when I too…
I too…
will have a life where I don't need to be considerate to the world to understand myself. A place where no one would judge you, for how you see the world and how you see every being in this world.
I remember the very first time my mother smiled.
I remember the first time and also the last time I became proud of myself.
I remember the first time I broke a girl's heart.
I remember the feeling of emptiness.
I remember the feeling of longing.
Solitude…
Loneliness….
Hatred….
Acceptance…..
Confusion….
And finally…
Regret.
How long has it been? How long am I asleep? Must been too long, but not that I care.
"Hmmm" a grunt left out of my mouth as I saw a bright mirror, then suddenly a flash of light devoured the entire area. Before I could even understand what's happening, something happened.
I watch… and watch… and watch…
I read… and read… and read…
How the Sparta of the world–Gi'Hultir– born. How they paved their path, ultimately leading to them becoming the sentinel of Gi'Hultir, or so it's supposed to. Until they died, a pathetic death in the hand of a powerful villainess, Who harnessed the fire of anguish. Fire that never has an origin, but burns everything to the ground.
Then the Gods of this world fight back, yet die, but at least their death isn't in vain, they slay the Goddess of war. But it cost everything, ultimately leading toward the destruction of their world. With one last God left, he sought the power of the runes, power that is not supposed to be here. The runes grant him access to manipulate the power of time and space. Even so, the price to pay for turning back the time is steep, along with the soul of the last God, his origin and name disappear alongside him, only to reincarnate with a miserable fate and died a dogsh*t death, again and again.
Thanks to him a crack has formed, enough for me to slip away and regain my freedom from this imprisonment I never deserved.
"Thank you" I commented, and then everything was devoured by darkness.
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I found myself staring at those splendorous ceilings adorned with gold and jewels accompanying the chandelier. The same could also be said from those pillars that are embellished with different kinds of torches, majestic carpet that is on the ground and oak tree closet that confines extravagant clothes.
"Kueekkkk"
"Arghhhh"
"Shittttt"
I growled as the feeling of having my brain being smashed intensified, it hurts but memories start to enter my mind, they are like a flashback, just remembering them makes me feel like I'm finally complete. But I didn't let the memories influence myself.
Once I calmed down, I felt like things were starting to get to their rightful place.
I'm… I don't have a name, yet. Names are things that will be given to me once I reach the age of six. According to Empires' tradition, once the children reach the age of six, they will have the right to receive their name, seer and saintess are being that opens the path for them to let them realize their destiny. One needs to visit their abode in order for them to receive their rightful blessing.
And according to this body he was supposed to be dead, but I appeared and took over the body. Which is why I'm alive and kicking well. Not that I cared, tho.
The Darkgrid family is a family that is just below the imperial family.
The empire consists of The Imperial Family– Latinheimm Family.
6 Royal family.
8 Great family.
and
countless noble families.
There are 6 Empires, and the Latinheimm empire, Rustrifra empire, Alshéïtramn Empire and… I forgot the three.
Ohh well not that I cared though.
Knock* Knock*
Suddenly I heard a knock on my door, which brought me back to reality.
"Young Master, pardon our intrusion" a meek but loud voice comes outside the room.
A blue haired maid towing three more maids enter the room, then they start preparing the bath while the blue haired maid walks forward, though she has her head lower. Once I enter the line of her sight, she grasp.
"Young Master what happened! Are you okay?!"
She approached me, much to my surprise she help me sit in the bed. While she's wiping my mouth, I notice how her hand trembles in fear, then I look her in the eyes and once our eyes meet.
She specifically lowered her head and started trembling non stop, the other maid also approached us and took care of me with more care than before.
It seems that they are afraid of me. I'm not surprised this guy's thoughts and movement are detached in the world. Oftentimes he would silently sit and obediently listen to the instructor. No one tried to pick a fight with him since he comes from the main family.
He never hurt others, except his maids which is quite understandable because he never really intentionally hurt them, he just wants to be left alone. And they wouldn't do that so he would throw a fit or few to keep them away, which then evolved from him unintentionally hurting them and they seemed to misunderstand that.
"Stop, I can take care of myself. Leave''
Like usual, I said that to them while looking into their eyes.
"Don't make me repeat my word, I don't like hurting you people. Just leave me alone" I said and stood up while taking off my shirt as I approached the bathtub that they had prepared.
It took me a while to change into clothes I deemed good, not too extravagant and not too closefisted.
As I walked to the training area, I saw a couple of children I deemed important to avoid.
Those things I've watched and read, I understand how important knowledge is. Without knowledge to back up your strength you are nothing but a brain-rot human that only knows how to fight and nothing at all, Thus knowledge and strength must be present for one to be called the STRONGEST.