In a palace full of luxury lived an extremely handsome man named Zixin. He wished to live a peaceful life, with no problems, no annoyance, and most importantly of all, know all knowledge.
Zixin was a man with long white hair and white skin that closely resembled his hair; he wore a white robe which closely resembled his hair and skin in colour. His gaze was as tough as a monolith. His deep, dark eyes showed indifference to the world.
He was currently at the library, studying history. He puts his full attention to the books he read. Anyone who walks through the library bows to him and greets him politely while he is still studying. He pays no mind to the people around him he doesn't pay them any attention. He may seem cold, but he has a heart; he is simply suppressing his emotions. He only wishes to follow logic and the most efficient path towards his goals. At the current moment, his goal is to learn everything this and every world has to offer. As a famous quote once said, knowledge is power.
He has lived for quite some time now; he has now become numb to emotions. Even so, he will choose to help others when he wants to. He won't help all of the time, as that is removing free will by excessively relying on another person's help from another person's point of view.
After he finished his studies for the day, he left the seemingly infinite library of knowledge.
He walked towards the bar where he usually drinks his self-created wine. Once he entered, he spoke with a calm tone, "Bartender, that one wine, please."
"As you wish." The bartender spoke politely.
Zixin sat on the stool near the countertop. The bartender entered a special room. Zixin waited for a few minutes before the bartender came back with a bottle of wine. He poured the water like wine into a cup and handed it to Zixin.
Zixin observed the wine in the cup and commented with a plain tone, "It still looks like water. Sigh, why did I make it like this?"
Yes, the creator of the wine is none other than Zixin himself.
He didn't bother to answer his question as he took a sip of the wine. He smiled lightly, his tone somewhat happy, "Drinking wine is truly my one true hobby."
He took another sip and spoke like before, "It still tastes so sweet; if a child were to drink this and have no knowledge of what wine is or liquor in general, then I can see the child thinking this is a juice of some sort. A pure water-like juice, huh? Maybe I should make one sometime. What do you think, Brand?"
The bartender, Brandy spoke politely, "I don't think you should. It's a waste of time."
Zixin, with a drunken face, spoke, "Why shouldn't I? A waste of time is something that one views for himself, for herself, or others."
Brandy sighed, "You're already drunk. Even if you follow logic you still come here thrice a week. Drinking wine that much is not healthy."
"Not healthy? That's against the whole point of this wine which is to give benefits and make one drunk with a few sips!" He almost yelled in anger which is something he wouldn't do even if he is drunk. It is all thanks to the effect of this particular wine. The benefits of drinking it are simple: it increases the strength of the drinker, and some other benefits like decreased ageing, smoother skin, weakened diseases, and much more. The bad effect is the fact that one would get drunk extremely quickly; when drunk, one will fall for emotions, releasing all of their emotions until they fall unconscious from either being tired or excessive drinking. The most likely to occur is the former, as the latter will be stopped by the bartender, not allowing one to drink excessively.
Brandy chose not to speak further and simply waited for Zixin to fall unconscious.
After a few more sips, Zixin finally fell unconscious.
His beautiful face was lying on top of the counter while he slept. Even in his sleep, he looked beautiful. His face would make someone think that he is a cat.
Brandy entered another room and called for someone to carry Zixin back to his bedroom.
"Hello? This is Brandy. Lord has fallen asleep as usual. Can you send someone to bring him back to his room?"
"Hmm? Are they underground? I see. It's not urgent, I will wait. How long will it take for them to get back here?"
"Two hours? I see. That's fine, Lord will still be asleep by then."
"My sincerest thanks."
Brandy ends the call and puts down the phone. He entered the bar room once more.
...
Two hours later.
Two men entered the room with a small black box with them. The black box was the size of an adult's pinky. It glowed slightly with the colour of black, grey, and sometimes, white.
The two men were wearing grey coloured, tuxedos and formal black coloured pants.
They walked towards the sleeping beauty; Zixin held the small black box near him and entered two keys, which each of them had at all times.
Once the key entered the black box, it started to glow black, grey, and white more intensely; it almost filled a five-meter area with said light. Once they moved the keys and unlocked the black box, the light condensed and moved towards Zixin. It filled him and the black box increased in size. The light carried him into the black box. The black box closed afterwards.
"Thank you, Brand, for always telling us this." One of them spoke in respect.
"No, don't mind it. Lord may enjoy being here as he has too much stress, but he should be taken care of. He is too important for us and for... this palace." He spoke with a small smile, his eyes looked at Zixin in a way a father would look at his son.
"We understand Brand. We'll leave now, and take Lord to his bedroom to rest in his bed. We'll come back later; prepare us wine when we do, ok?" One of the two men spoke with laughter.
"Don't worry, I will." Brandy politely answered.
"See you later then." The two men spoke and carried the black box that had grown to the size of an adult.
They left the bar room and carried the box with them. The maids and servants who saw them paid respect by bowing to them; they simply walked past them, but they acknowledged them.
After a while, they finally entered Zixin's bedroom.
The black box immediately glowed black, grey, and white as the box opened. The light carried Zixin to his bed. The light that carried him faded slightly and went back to the black box. The black box went back to its previous size which is the size of an adult's pinky.
"Hmm? The light faded more than usual. Lord must have been more exhausted than usual huh?" One of the men spoke in concern.
"Sigh, we can't talk about that inside this room. Let's go back to the bar." The other replied.
They both left the room and started speaking to one another.
"The bar room huh? I wonder what I'll drink today." One of them spoke in excitement.
"Hmm? Don't think of drinking those other liquor, those are mainly for celebrations. We can, but I don't want to waste some for an effect that has little to no satisfaction for me." The other replied and gave his view.
"You have a point. But, I still want to try it. Since the Lord doesn't even stop us, can't we try?" The other spoke his view.
"Sigh, true enough but... I'd rather not."
"Hmm? You... If you're like that then I'll go with your decision. I still believe you have a good intuition." He sighed in pity.
...
Once they enter the bar room.
"Brand, we'll take the usual." One of them spoke.
"Oh, that's good to hear. The other liquors and wines were slightly infected by the light from before." He spoke in relief.
"Huh? Was it the wines and liquors that were infected this time? Thank goodness I went with your decision." He looked towards his co-worker and friend in relief.
"Oh? I see. So, as usual, your intuition kicked in for today. But it's not like I'd serve liquor and wines that have already been infected even slightly."
"Yeah, I know, but I wanted to warn him. It also helps in the research of the Professor." The one with the intuition spoke.
"Oh, I see. So you wanted me to pay attention to it even if I will be told by Brand?" The other one spoke in affirmation.
"Hmm? No, I simply wanted to see your reaction." He spoke plainly.
"Huh? You know, you truly have weird preferences." The other one spoke in annoyance.
"Well, do you still wish to have a drink?" Brandy spoke.
"Hmm? Of course!" They both spoke in unison.
...
At Zixin's bedroom.
"Huh? What the?" He sat up in his bed while being half asleep.
"Hmm? My room? Oh, I see; I fell asleep, huh?" He spoke plainly in realization.
"Sigh, hmm?!" He felt a sudden feeling of nausea.
He left his bed and went to his bathroom. There he puked as much as he could.
"Huff, huff, huff, sigh. My body has finally caught up with me huh? It seems like my drinking habit got the best of me. No more drinking for a while huh? Sigh, this will take some time to fix. That course of action should work." He pondered deeply.