Xiao Yuzhe was always considered useless. Though he had many who would say they knew him, no one ever truly did. Many said he was weird,those who were close to him called him ill, but he only knew them as blind. At first he tried to open the eyes of those he loved, until embarrassment flared their egos and only arrogance prospered. He gave up and lived in isolation even amongst his peers, and slowly everyone around him disappeared. He stayed kind to them but it was all a front for the truth he knew they couldn't handle and which he kept secret, and yet his heart grew cold as a result. In the end he knew no love, had no care, and his heart grew empty. Until the day that he died...
Xiao Yuzhe woke up on a thin straw matt and wearing torn and ragged clothes, when he took a breath he could only smell horseshit. When he began too look around Xiao Yuzhe saw that he was lying on a stone road in a very archaic looking town with some houses having straw roofs and the more expensive house having tile.
"Where the hell am I?" Xiao Yuzhe asked himself.
"How did I get here? Why am I wearing these strange clothes? Why the hell do I smell like horseshit?" All these thoughts raced through Xiao Yuzhes mind.
"The last thing I remember was walking home drunk from the bar, then I stepped on some ice and slipped. How the hell did I end up here?"
While Xiao Yuzhe was still thinking he saw a silhouette walking in his direction.
"Hey bro, can you tell me where the hell I'm at?"
Xiao Yuzhe called at him waving his hand in the air. As the figure got closer he saw it was a young man of about the age of twenty to about twenty three. The man was also wearing an archaic looking blue robe fashioned with furs and embroidered with gold patterns of tigers.
The young man seemed to ignore Xiao Yuzhe so he called to him again
"Hey bro, can you tell me where I'm at I think I drank too much and got lost."
The young man now walking right past him sneered at Xiao Yuzhe. Then spat in his face and said with an arrogant voice " don't speak to me, Beggar!"
Xiao Yuzhe was stunned, he took a second to process and recover from what just happened then instinctively shouted
"MOTHERFUCKER!!!"
Xiao Yuzhe put up his fists out his feet toe to heel at a 45 degree angle, rounded his colarbone forward and tucked his, then swung at the back of the young man's head who had kept walking. Xiao Yuzhe had done some boxing when he was younger and did wrestling in highschool so he was a farelly confident fighter, even though he knew he wasn't the best.
When Xiao Yuzhes fist hit the back of the young man's head he heard a crack and knew right away that Xiao Yuzhes had just broken his knuckle, he was surprised but it wasn't out of the ordinary at all what was extraordinary was the fact that he hit the soft part of the skull and there was no budge of the neck or even small bruise where he had punched him. Xiao Yuzhe also felt like he just broke his knuckle punching a hardened steel door and not a young man who was about the same age as him.
The young man turned around and and give a Xiao Yuzhe a right hook to his chest quicker than he could even see and Xiao Yuzhe was sent back flying for about twenty feet. When he landed Xiao Yuzhe knew he had broken a few ribs. The young man who hit Xiao Yuzhe snickered and said
"Trash should know it's place!"
He turned around brandishing his cloak and walked off into the distance. Xiao Yuzhe lying in the street coughing up blood kept thinking.
"Who the fuck did I just fight, the fucking Terminator!"
As he kept coughing up blood his vision began to blur. As his vision was fading he heard horse hooves in the distance that started slowing down then stopped. As he began to close his eyes he heard a woman's voice.
"Help me get him in carriage! He's barely breathing!".
WRITERS NOTE:
This my First attempt at writing any kind of novel, I will try to release a new chapter day by day but this may change depending on stupid life events. Thank you for reading ๐๐๐