In a world where everyone is talented more or less, I was like a black spot.. on a white canvas.
I wasn't talented, in fact I couldn't even use magic at all.
'Weak', 'Pathetic', 'Useless', 'Garbage',' Trash', These were just some of the words I heard daily.
To be honest, they aren't wrong, I indeed am pathetic….
I accepted myself as a piece of trash.
If anything was even a bit good in me, it was the fact that I was 'once' the son of a wealthy family.
They abandoned me, I don't blame them for it, because in my own family… I wasn't any different from a black spot on a white canvas.
No matter where I went, I was only welcomed with abuses and eyes that looked down on me.
After my family abandoned me, I was walking on the streets of the capital. I didn't have any place to go to, I had spent the whole day in the forest, crying and sobbing, because what else could I do?
My own family had abandoned me after all.
It was only now that I realized.. It was already night..
As I let my eyes wander around to search for an inn, even the nearest one was far enough to hardly be seen by me.
I walked towards the inn, the moon above me and the dark streets around me, the houses with their lights turned off.
I felt like someone was following me.. I looked back, only for 3 men, wearing masks to attack me.
Two of them caught my hands and mouth, "Uhmm-".
The remaining one.. Slit my throat. They then took the gold coins from me and ran away.
I was lying there.. Was it hope? Or was it a living being's last attempt to survive?
I remembered a magic circle to summon beings from another world, as i drew the magic circle with the blood dripping from my slitted throat, all i could think was,
'I wonder pathetic i will look when people find my dead body lying near a magic circle drawn by my own blood'
After I finished drawing the magic circle, my breath stopped..
My eyes closed by themselves, as I thought, 'To think even my death was pathetic..'
I don't know.. How much time had passed.. But I heard a voice..
"Hey, mortal, are you awake?" A cold voice said.
I opened my eyes, a lady with white hair and red eyes stood in front of me.
"Uhh, is it afterlife?" I said.
She replied, "If you wish to be dead then i shall gladly slit your throat once again"
I checked my throat.. It was perfectly fine and the magic circle had disappeared too,
"I'm Arcus, i think- i was the one who summoned you.." my voice was shivering because of the cold aura she possessed.
She replied with an even colder look, "I'm the demon queen."
I was shocked.. To think I had summoned the demon queen…..
"You didn't summon me, in fact you cannot summon me"
"I'm reall- s-rry for thinki-g that i had summone- you.." My voice nervous and filled with fear.
"I don't wish to kill you or hurt you." She replied.
"Reall- y-?" I said.
She continued with an annoyed voice, "If i wished to hurt you, why would i even heal your slit throat in the first place".
"Oh.. I'm an idiot for not considering that.." My voice still nervous and filled with fear but less than before.
I looked at my surroundings, I was in the middle of a forest.
She said with a cold voice, "I'm going to offer you a contract, you are free to reject it"
No one cared about my consent, about what I thought, what I wanted, what my opinion was.
But for the first time in my life, someone cared about my opinion.
"I won't reject it, but still.. thanks for considering my opinion." I said with a smile.
She looked at me for once and continued, "The contract's contents are simple, you teach me about mortal's emotions and in return you can use my powers"
She took a closer look at me, "Although not to its full extent because of your mana core and lack of physical strength."
I thought about it, 'Mortal's emotions?? I think teaching that should be possible even for a person like me'
"I am more than happy with the contents of the contract, I agree." My voice firm.
She offered her hand, "How long are you planning to stay on the ground?"
"I'm sorry.." My voice once again nervous, I picked her hand and stood up.
Her cold eyes looked at me, "Also, stop this pathetic act of apologizing again and again."
"I will try." I said with a smile.
She said, "My name is Celene." She continued while looking at the stars, "Although it's been long since someone called me by my name."
I said, "I'm Arcus, although I'm not of much use." I continued while offering a handshake, "i will try my best to help you, Celene."
She shook my hand firmly, her crimson eyes meeting mine with an unreadable intensity. "I hope you don't disappoint me," she said, her voice as cold as ever, yet carrying a faint hint of something else.... anticipation, perhaps.
For now all i could think about was how my life is going to be from now-onwards.