1 A lone boy - Chapter 1

How long have I been in this cursed place?

For how much longer must I endure this? Will I ever be freed from the chains that bind me here?

I'm not sure... I already lost hope hundreds of years ago, if not more.

It's not like I'm being tortured in the most gruesome way, but the silence and boredom are slowly killing me every moment I'm aware of my situation. I have all sorts of things in this land, but after playing with them for so many years, I grew tired of everything.

I've done everything! I tried every kind of food I wanted, ate as much as I wanted without gaining weight, played football by myself, played video games, and many more things.

I've basically learned and mastered everything there is to do here.

But now, there's nothing else left for me to do.

Is this how I'm going to spend eternity? Slowly losing my mind in this endless void?

At least if I had someone with me here, I would be able to have some sort of conversation to kill time. But no matter how long I waited, I never found a trace of anyone being in this place.

I do have access to the internet. But for some reason, something is blocking my attempts to reach out to someone. No matter how many messages, comments, or emails I send, they all seem to vanish without a trace. It's as if the digital world is conspiring against me. And to make matters worse, the place where I'm staying feels like it's under some kind of eternal curse.

How did I get here in the first place?

I don't remember...

I have forgotten everything about my life before I came to this lonely piece of land.

What about family? Did I have one before coming here?

I think I had a sister…. and a brother... and I think they loved me!

Wait, no, that was from a movie I watched many years ago. I can't start mixing up the movies with my reality.

At some point, I even accepted the fact that I was and would always be alone. I don't remember whether I had a family, but I do hope that they are doing just fine. If they are still alive...

But let's leave questioning my past life for another time. The one question that has been bothering me since the time I was brought here is: how or who transported me to this cursed land?

Was it a punishment from God? Or was it a curse from the devil?

Did I sell my soul to the devil?

"..."

I stood still, my gaze drawn to my own visage reflected in a nearby window — a countenance that hadn't changed for countless years. My appearance had remained the same: unadorned brown hair, vivid purple eyes — the appearance befitting an ordinary 17-year-old youth.

Even though I know that I'm way older than that, my body has been stuck at this age for many years.

"Haaa…."

I let out a deep sigh as I walked down the seemingly endless hallway of my mansion, leaving behind all the unanswered questions that had been weighing on me. Despite the overwhelming feeling of uncertainty, there was one thing that couldn't be denied. My home was massive. With over sixty rooms, there was plenty of space to explore and get lost in.

I don't know if I had this sort of house back when I wasn't trapped in here, but I do feel kind of proud to be living in this sort of place. This mansion has basically everything. Starting from an indoor pool, many rooms, a gaming room, more than 20 bedrooms, and even a gym.

The number of things that this mansion has is indeed unreal.

However, despite that, I still feel bored of this same old shit…. I don't care about this house or anything else that this place has to offer me. It's all pointless and boring now.

…

Sometimes I wonder if I'm ever going to die…

One time I thought about killing myself, but when it came to actually doing it, I was scared…

I didn't have the balls to kill myself. It was scary.

…

After going to the first floor of the mansion I live in, I entered the kitchen area, where I grabbed a few snacks to pass the time.

Even though not eating for a long time doesn't affect me, I still crave something sweet or salty sometimes.

Getting food in here wasn't that hard. With a touch on the screen, It provides me with any food I want. I can also visit the Food storage room and select whatever type of snack I like. And the best part is that no matter how frequently I eat, they are always there.

Bad health from eating junk food?

There is no such thing in this place! Even my looks have stayed the same for so many years.

After eating a few chocolates and chips, I returned to the room where my computer was.

Even after so many years of use, this computer I'm using is still in peak shape and in the best condition to game and do other things simultaneously.

I once unintentionally poured my drink on it, and to my surprise, my PC was undamaged. There is no limit to the number of files I can keep on this computer, and what's more, it can play any game without lagging.

It's the best computer a nerd could ask for.

But after enjoying it to the fullest, there is nothing left for me to do. I even grew out of all of the games… They simply don't entertain me any longer.

But one question remained on my mind the whole time.

Do those games come from the same world as the one I used to live in?

I already understood everything that was displayed to me, and I never encountered anything that I couldn't understand.

Now that I think about it, I haven't seen or heard of a different language besides the one I already know. Is this also because I live in this place?

There are no times or dates on my computer, and nothing gets mentioned about it on the internet either. It's almost as if it were being immediately erased from my computer.

Haaa…. Just thinking of the possibilities or my attempts to learn about the outside world makes me frustrated.

Now I don't even feel like watching or doing anything at all.

With a bored expression and unfulfilled hunger, I walked towards the window of this room. All I could see was a massive land where I could easily find the edges. I've explored this whole land, and I've roughly guessed that this whole place is around six hectares. It's not much compared to the whole planet, but since I'm the only resident here, it is quite spacious.

The sky is gray, almost dark, with an empty void that surrounds the whole piece of floating land that this mansion is in. There is no climate change or sun in this empty void. However, the temperature is quite normal, and I can normally walk around naked without feeling cold.

Not something that I'm proud of. But what else am I supposed to do besides anything that catches my mind? It's not like there are laws in this land.

After several more minutes, as I was gazing at the same old view through the window, I suddenly heard a gentle breeze brush against my back, its presence fleeting. Then, as suddenly as the wind had come, a soft thud echoed behind me, the sound of something hitting the floor reverberating in the air.

There wasn't supposed to be any wind or anything that would fall on the edge of my desk. That's why I turned around to see what had fallen on the floor. The sound was quite heavy, that's why I was even more curious to know. I didn't want to clean up my mess, so I hoped nothing was broken.

But once I turned around to see the cause of that sound, my eyes widened to their full extent. Right in the center of this small room, the figure of a beautiful young girl with short pink hair and blue eyes that reminded me of the ocean was lying on the floor, her legs curled up while she looked around in confusion.

She wore a blue skirt that matched her uniform-like jacket and socks that reached halfway up her knees. I couldn't help but notice the shape of her average-sized breasts through her tight clothing. She was a stunning young girl with an innocent-looking expression on her face who couldn't seem to grasp what was going on right now.

"Eh?" She gave a small gasp as she looked around in confusion.

Her blue eyes, which were darting around the room, tried to understand her situation before noticing my presence, who was looking down on her without making any sounds or sudden movements.

Even though I remained silent, it wasn't because I was surprised or scared of her. But because I wasn't sure what to say to someone after these years of being here alone on my own.

What should I say to her? How do I start a conversation with someone? Do I greet them? Offer something to drink?

All these questions passed through my mind in an instant as my relaxed gaze met hers. But the most important question that immediately shifted my mood naturally came to mind.

"Who are you? And how did you get here?" I inquired without showing any sort of intention toward her.