01《10 Years Old》

"Ahh!"

"Get up lazy! How long will you lie down!"

A fat old man kicked the young man lying on the ground and threw a shabby broom made of twigs to the ground.

"sigh"

The youth lying on the ground was as weak as his bones. Moreover, his eyes were blind and his skin was pale. Black freckles covered more than half of his face, and his long black hair came down to his knees.

It was ugly.

He struggled to get up. His body trembled and he forced himself to get up.

He was powerless.

He had a torn dress. Some pieces were patched, while others were patched and perforated. His stomach growled loudly.

He was poor.

On the back of his head, near his neck, a star in a black circle was etched into his skin. This was his mark of slavery. He had iron around his neck and wrists, but there were no chains to keep him from moving.

He was a prisoner.

At first, he had everything. To everything!

He had a large and powerful clan. His father was the clan leader. His mother was a very powerful ice element user. His father was a fire user. Unfortunately, neither the fire nor the ice element was passed to him by the two parents. There was a useless air element!

The air could neither attack nor defend.

The only thing that worked was being able to fly, but that would also make the person an obvious target!

In short, it didn't work.

But his dark eyes were as deep as space, mysterious and mature.

He was despised by everyone for having a useless talent. Fortunately, his family did not discriminate against him because of his power. On the contrary, they approached him more carefully.

But two years ago...

So when he was 8 years old, he experienced a complete massacre that day.

Oddly enough, he was neither crying nor afraid.

In fact, at that time, he had somehow heard that the attack was going to be carried out. He may have been weak and helpless, but that didn't mean he was stupid. Therefore, he secretly made a plan to expel his mother and father from the clan for a long time due to a mission. Unfortunately, there was nothing he could do for himself. Therefore, over time, he snatched a dimensional ring and many other valuables from the clan.

The massacre began shortly after his mother and father left the clan due to duty.

The "Aura" clan was destroyed overnight.

While the entire clan was in turmoil, he had somehow entered the clan's treasury and stored the ultimate dimensional ring and all the valuables in the ring, then tying it to the rope and swallowing it, tying the end of the rope to his tooth.

After all, even though the looters who saw that the treasure was emptied, searched everyone, no one would look at the child's mouth, right?

After robbing the clan's treasury that night, he was watching the massacre with his juice in hand.

He did not know why this was so, but he did not see the need to dwell on this issue. So what if he's a weird kid? What if he was eating popcorn while the massacre was taking place?

He felt no sadness, no fear, and there was no need for him to fall for it.

If it didn't work, it didn't work, what was the point of forcing?

So he puts chalk in his eyes to cry so that I can be normal?

The war is easily over.

Men were slaughtered, women were captured for their pleasure, and children were imprisoned to be sold into slavery.

Actually, she was an 8-year-old girl. It should have been. He knew he would be sold as a slave. The heinous r*pes of women opened their eyes that day. She knew her life would be easier if she were a man.

However, she was known as a beautiful girl by the entire clan. What should she do?

She poisoned herself that night and her black freckles were a gift from that night. As for being a man, he luckily found a pill in the treasure.

As a girl, she disguised as a boy.

He was presumed to be a random servant of the clan thanks to his ugly appearance, and no one knows him.

In short, all the plans of the girl went smoothly.

Sold as a slave. And it's been 2 years since then. It was bought by a fat old man for 1 copper.

1 copper!

It was sold for 1 copper that you couldn't even buy bread. As they say, his life is cheaper than water. He was in such a situation.

Although he lived as a slave for 2 years, this did not mean that he was wasting his time. He was constantly reading the books in the treasury that he had stolen from the rest.

The fat old man, their owner, Ostim, would wake them up every morning for cleaning or work and assign them their duties, and then, in the evening, take the slaves back to the dungeon.

In short, they lived in a dungeon.

In these two years, he had listened to the life stories of the people in the dungeon and learned about the life outside.

First of all, they lived in a small kingdom, in a small place.

The name of the kingdom they lived in was "Rajna" and it was divided into 7 different cities and regions.

"Ristim"

"Papyrius"

"Corius"

"Saptambah"

"Spring"

"Ebutuor"

"Miyras"

We lived in a small village in the Miyras region.

The kingdom I come from and live in is the kingdom of "Mitris", which is next door to the kingdom of Rajna. This kingdom is a mid-level kingdom.

Kingdoms were leveled from small to large as "Small<Medium<Large". Then, if the "Great" kingdoms developed further, they would receive the title, "Bronze small".

We were in a world where everything was leveled.

Everything, including money, "Bronze<Silver<Gold<Diamond<Black Diamond<..."

As it progressed. In short, I am the garbage slave of a garbage kingdom, a garbage city, a garbage village, someone with the title of garbage.

I "..."

But I didn't want to live my life like this. Dreams of freedom ignited in me, as in every human being!

I wanted to be strong!

I wanted to feel the spiritual energy and become a cultivator!

I didn't want to walk the fateful path that girls usually have in our world. I wanted to be a warrior!

I wanted to travel, to roam freely, to do what I wanted.

I didn't want to be stuck in a house like other girls and lead a comfortable and peaceful life. I wanted action, adventure, and adrenaline!

That's why I didn't tell you that there would be an attack on my clan that night. Why should I save those who mistreat me, make fun of me, and despise me? I took advantage of this event and turned it all on my luck!

Now my plan worked as I wanted.

My family?

I wouldn't call them.

They are strong, they can protect themselves, but they will not give me the life I want.

I am Aura Shi La from the Aura clan, from this day forward I am only Shi La! A simple, familyless peasant. A man and a cultivator.

I realized how right my decision to hide as a man was that night when I saw our fat and old owner, Ostim, who was standing in front of me, harassing a girl younger than me. But I would ignore it like the others. This was my first time. I saw it briefly when I was 8 years old.

I was blind at 9 years old. I wasn't exactly blind, but it was just like trying to see in dirty water, I had blurred vision. That's when "Am I doing wrong, what? Should I call my family?" I couldn't help but think.

Now I am 10 years old.

I'm used to seeing blurry.

But I could barely feel the spiritual energy around me.

I started to act accordingly.

-To be continued-