Chirp... Chirp....
A melodious humming sound of birds chirping could be heard inside a room.
Sunlight was streaming through the tall glass window, gently illuminating the contents of the room.
With the light casting a warm facade on his face, accompanied by the constant chirping of birds, the boy soon gently opened his eyes.
He was Riven D. Nightshade, the second son of Duke Atlas De Nightshade.
After opening his eyes, a lavish chandelier greeted his gaze. He stared at it for some moments with empty thoughts before finally getting up from the bed.
He then walked towards the left side of the room, where he found a door. Opening it, he stepped inside.
It was a spacious bathroom. He stopped in front of a mirror.
Two deep scarlet eyes, a proportionate nose, a well-defined jawline framed by jet-black hair, and a lean yet muscular physique.
He was undoubtedly the son of Syria De Nightshade.
