Chapter 1: Forbidden

Yugayama Village Bulletin

Bureaucrat Jiù Yán of the Xiyi has died at the age of 44. The Xiyi is looking for a replacement.

Jiu Yan was a warrior that served in the Xiyi military. As many know, the Xiyi have defended Samseong in the Thus Region. Jiu Yan married the Xiyi only daughter Suxing who died at 19 after being burnt alive by Iwahoro.

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Cenisa Lewis was an African American 16 year old dress up doll. She was also a con artist and self proclaimed Instagram scammer.

CLBust_Out> I don't know why I talk to you.

BabyThomas> BITCH GIVE ME MY MONEY!!

CLBust_Out> What money?

CLBust_Out> Ma'am I work at costco. I don't have any money.

BabyThomas> I am a man you fucking bitch

CLBust_Out> I am not sorry. You should change your profile picture. Mistaken identities is on the rise.

BabyThomas> How are you still on Instagram?

CLBust_Out> Actually I don't get on Instagram a lot. I'm usually taking care of me.

BabyThomas> You mean stealing from innocence people.

CLBust_Out> Rude. I don't steal from old people. What can they do with Instagram? Post knitting patterns?

BabyThomas> I paid for one of your products. I gave 700 hundred dollars for a pair of earrings.

BabyThomas> I went to the website and ordered the bitches and received the receipt for jade black earrings.

CLBust_Out> Yes, the step by step process does inclde buying but we do not do refunds.

BabyThomas> So I'm not getting it?

CLBust_Out> We do offer consolation gifts for five dollar plus a dollar discount on your next purchase with Sequentials by Cenisa.

BabyThomas: I bet you don't know shit about sequentials!

CLBust_Out: I know google.

BabyThomas: Google isn't a person!

CLBust_Out: You have eye problems. I know about google.

CLBust_Out: Like I know you can search for shit on google. Like I searched you because you have your real name on Instagram. Your name is Declan Hill and you went to jail for stalking and currently wanted the police like I could tell somebody.

BabyThomas: Witness protection.

CLBust_Out: Witness Snitches.

BabyThomas: You do this because you don't have a father.

CLBust_Out: I do this because I want to but I could say you touched a child and report that

BabyThomas: Do it

BabyThomas: I don't give a fuck what you say. A lazy bitch like you can't even get a decent job to pay for her apartment in the shit house you call a home!

CLBust_Out: WOW, you mad.

Cenisa didn't feel a thing. The earrings she posted on instagram were just toy earring from a playset. She melted some quarters and dip them.

The earrings were sold at 700 dollars and she had a pair of pants for sell that were about 30 bucks. She took a pair pajama pants from Walmart and posted the picture. Along with intense photoshop, she collected 210 dollars off a regular pair of pjs.

Evenutally, somebody spread that she was a scammer on YouTube. She labeled the pants as sold out.

Altogether she made 910 dollars lying. The apartment, 300 on the deposit. Rent was five hundred. Her next scam adventure consisted of selling hot lunchables on a street corner.

She went near a food drive and saw a box left unattended and charged 10 dollars for a lunchable that came with juice, crackers, a snicker, and slices of ham.

She got about 90 dollars off that and had 66 lunchables still left. They went bad so she threw them away.

She tried shop lifting and got a hold of a cardigan sweater. She sold that to a old white woman for 45 dollars and lied about it being a special sweater that could warm the body up by pressing the buttons.

Then there was that time she made collars for pets from belts. She didn't charge much for it.

Lacy was a poodle that belonged to a woman down the street. She tried to steal the dog and went to jail for two weeks.

Thank God she was fucking the landlord…

Nigel was a white man with a large Adam's apple and a dick made with pills. His wife was around the apartments often but last week she went to visit family in Manhattan.

So Nigel and Cenisa Elena Lewis went out on a date to talk about her several late payments and junky compact she stayed in.

Yes, she had a rat hole that connected the apartment next door to hers and the rat had chewed the cables and the apartment had no lights. Yes, her sink was broke and leaked into the bottom apartment. The pipes were busted from when she poured spaghetti down the garage disposal and the apartment next to the one she was above suffered as well. Yes, she had a car and came on the property with three male friends she allowed to stay with her. The problem? Christian was selling mollies.

Yes, she was spoken to by Nigel's wife, Laurence. Yes, yes, a dozen times yes, she fucked her husband to keep the apartment. Did she know he was cheating? No. Did they have kids? Yes.

Was Christian her boyfriend? No. Did she have a threesome with a father and a son? Yes. Was it uploaded to pornhub? Yes but her face was covered.

She should go out and steal something.

Cenisa went downstairs and saw Christian by the desk. He waved 40 dollars at her, she approached the desk and took it. Christian snatched it back. "Do you have bed bugs?" Christian went over the money with his thumb. "No," she answered. "Dorothy in 1-103 does, she works at that old warehouse."

"You don't talk to Dorothy." he said looking at her from the corners of his eye. She sighed, "I said hi once."

"Dad up'ed your payment." he said. "I need 230 from you."

"I'm broke. Did you find me a job?" She had asked previously since Christian worked at a car wash plus a pawnshop. "We don't have opening at the carwash." Cenisa examined his face. Christian was not your hot white boy. He had blue eyes and thin lips and today his nose was crooked. He had some muscle and his dick was veiny. "Did you dye your hair?" she asked. "Yea, I did." he rustled his hair. "You like it?"

"Fuck no. Make it brown like I like it."

He groaned in annoyance. "I don't like you."

"You fuck me like you do."

"Are you pregnant?" he snapped in a whisper. "Nah…" she put her hands on the desk. "Maybe you can check the pipes."

"Evil ass…"

"You gave me the money. You said we aren't official."

Christian rubbed his neck, "I'm sorry."

"No you not." she left through the front entrance. "Cenisa!" Christian called after her. "Going out…"

Once she made it outside. She could have gone anywhere by foot but she went to the nearest bus stop and sat there for a moment. She wasn't in love with Christian. She just wanted sex. Her ex died three years ago, Charlie Vaughan. He was hit by a car while with a friend. He was rammed into the headlights. His leg broke the first time but the person he him three times. Charlie head was crack and nose busted from the impact.

Charlie's uncle did it. He was always fighting with the man because he beat up Charlie's mother. When he finally had enough, he shot him with a silencer.

At first she stayed with Charlie, his uncle Eugene went to jail and she was offered to stay with Ms. Vaughan. They had a good relationship and her mother wasn't help to her.

She couldn't explain their relationship. It was like, if she wanted water. She could get water herself. Cenisa had her own car, her mother had her own car. If Cenisa was working, it wasn't an option to ask her mother. She would simply say, no. If her mother wanted to use her car, she would say, why? And her mother wouldn't ask again.

That's just how they were.

"Cenisa!" he looked down the street from the bus stop. "Cenisa!"

"Ah, fuck me." She got up and started walking. Christian continued to call after her, "Will you fucking wait!"

"You leave me alone!" Cenisa sped up with the white boy trailing behind and failing. "I told you! I have plans!"

"Ok!" she kept jogging almost in a run. "Cenisa!" Christian hollered.

Why was she even trying to date a white boy like that? He took male enhancement pills, had a fucking stroke because of it. Smoked cigarettes. Christian, just wasn't her type. How did she get pregnant?

At a party.

The truth remained, she could take care of a baby. Her and Charlie had planned in their minds for one. Her ex had a average name. Christian must have thought he was white, Charlie's father was Libyan and his mother had Spanish in her.

She didn't want Christian, she just wanted to stay in routine. Apartments can't be busy all the time. She understood paying bills but as far as busy goes outside apartment business. Christian wasn't busy.

She wanted to punch herself in the face. Instead, she purposely hit her foot in between the door for even thinking a white man would like a black woman.

Cenisa walked into a bookstore that had three in line and two other people looking for a book.

She didn't even read. If Christian came in after her, she would make a scene.

He couldn't even drive with the constant gout, and the stank he gave off. Fish batter and he told her once he like clams.

She started looking at the books on shelf. "Uh, excuse me!" the cashier waved at her. "We're having a 30% off science fiction sale for AICR!"

"Alright…" she nodded. She went to the back of the book shop and picked a random book out. Blueprints by Jacqueline McKnight, Cats, Dogs, and other Lifes by Tara Carey, The Life of Bennie Philips by Philip Philip and Eric Philip,

She picked out the book with Philip all over. She read the blurb, 'This is the life story of our long lost brother, Bennie Bryson Philips. . RIP.'

She flipped through it wanting to find out how Bennie died. Eventually after 150 flips she did 14 more backwards. Bennie Philips didn't die of cancer but he had Charcot-Marie-Tooth disease and asked his family to be put to rest.

She read a little more about the book and found the page that talked about his biological family coming to terms that Bennie was discovered and then lost before they really got a chance to bond.

The Philips were born as triplets and Bennie was left at the hospital. Bennie was the middle child, Eric was the oldest and Philip was the youngest.

It was the youngest decision to have Bennie drowned in the bathtub.

Apparently the family was sent to jail along with their sister Lynette Philip. They were released and able to attend their brother's funereal after no real crime was discovered.

She put the book back and went to the next shelf. On the shelf was a large piece of paper sticking out. She grabbed it and rolled it.

There were Chinese characters scratched away. Botches of ink and a picture of a half crescent moon. She couldn't read it but it was Chinese and Asian art sold for like thousands.

In it's place was piece of cloth, it was soft to touch. She rubbed the cloth on her face and put in her pocket. She rolled up the scroll and pretended to keep searching for a book.

She could see between the book slightly and something was glinting in her eye. Cenisa put the scroll down and took out two books to see what the glint was.

Every time she moved her head, a cast of light would flash. She grabbed it and frowned. It's just plastic. She put the books back on the shelf.

She travelled to another side of the wall and gazed at the line and the increased amount of people now in the store. She had to ruin business.

She kept acting and reached for the highest shelf on the east side and grabbed five books.

She pulled them down and screamed, "BRUH A RAT!" With the scroll in hand, she ran towards the door and three voices behind her echoing, "Where?"