Dark Age: Rise Of Java Chapter 1. Rebirth

A little boy sat under a bringin tree, his clothes were very strange he was not only shirtless and the bottom was covered with batik cloth. But the accessories on his body were very surprising, at first glance it looked like gold, he was wearing a gold necklace that might be very expensive.

The boy was very solemn in his hand there was a small piece of wood that he was chiseling, the shape of the sculpture was not too clear but at first glance it looked like a horse in chess.

"Huh, finally finished".

A horse-shaped chess piece was in Hayam's hand, yes, he was Hayam Wuruk or Maharaja Sri Rajasanegara, the greatest king in the archipelago.

But that was in the future when he was a little boy who was only 10 years old, let alone conquering the country, his pubic hair had not yet grown.

"It's been almost two months that I've been here, sigh even I barely understand their language".

Yes, there is a secret that only Hayam knows, actually he is not the real Hayam Wuruk, he is just a minimarket employee who has just been fired and experienced a robbery in the middle of the road.

"Maybe God is unfair to me, damn you top dog when it's just a small problem".

His real name is Bayu before he entered this body he was just a minimarket employee, just because of a small problem that he did not say greetings to the buyer made him scolded by his boss. But what made him fired was actually because he hit the boss, yes his life was very unlucky even when he came home from work he was robbed because the motorbike he had was his only treasure of course he fought back but unfortunately the begal had a celurit, well finally he was stabbed and suddenly woke up in this small body.

Even though it's been more than a month since he was in this body but he's not used to it yet, the language they use is also very difficult, well Bayu actually still understands a little, they use a very strange Javanese language that is slightly different from what he often speaks somewhat similar to refined Javanese or kromo but there is still a slight difference.

So at first Bayu had to slowly understand the language, but that was not the hardest thing the most difficult thing was learning to write and read, the Javanese script used was very complicated very different from the Ha Na Ca Ra Ka taught at school.

When Bayu was enjoying mamahat he suddenly heard a voice that awakened him.

"Raden this is the item you ordered".

Hearing that voice he immediately turned his head and saw a thin man with dark brown skin, he was one of the slaves who served him. Well in this era slavery was still legal and with his identity as a prince it certainly wasn't surprising.

Seeing the board he was carrying Bayu immediately took it and put it down.

"Raden what exactly is that board for, and this little statue is also very good if you sell it you can get some kepeng".

"Uncle, you don't need to ask, so sit there and let's play with me and I'll teach you how to play".

"But Raden, I'm just a lowly slave it's not polite, my head could be cut off".

"Cih You don't need to talk much and sit down and listen to my explanation and play with me".

With a forced face, the little slave sat down and listened carefully to Bayu's explanation.

"Check."

"Checkmate".

Bayu had now begun to accept his current identity as Hayam Wuruk and he would definitely not disappoint the owner of this original body.

Since Hayam had to try to adjust his identity he began to think of many ideas, but everything needs money and now he is very poor although he gets pocket money but it is not too much.

Moreover, entertainment in this era was very limited so Hayam only chess came to mind, this item was cheap it only required skill to make.

His hometown used to produce carvings of course he had learned to carve so to sculpt wood is also not too difficult, although rough but still worth playing.

Time passed and Hayam had been playing for too long, he had to return to the palace immediately.

He told the little slave to clean up his chess even though it was a little boring because the slave was so stupid so Hayam felt he was bullying the elementary school children.

Well of course chess requires strategy and experience, the slave hadn't studied for a day so it was only natural that he still hadn't mastered it, but if he kept winning it wouldn't be fun.

After playing with the slave Hayam's stomach was very hungry so he ordered the servants to prepare food.

Although he was a prince but he ate the Lesehan way, sitting near the pond and some food available in front of Hayam, at this time he felt he was on vacation in the countryside, today's meal menu was grilled chicken nasih and pecel.

When tasting the food it was not bad, some spices that were put into the chicken were very delicious and this pecel, one of Hayam's favorite foods.