C1: You can Call me Ace

His soul already dissipated while his heart were no feeling anything. The impact of their decision wrecked him, murdered his feelings. Their eyes were filled with the greatest joy while watching him suffer.

Hair were a complete mess, shirt unrecognizable. At this moment, he looked like a beggar pleading a wealthy family for affection. No matter how hard he tries, the cold shackles already restrained him.

Looking back to the muscular man, his lifeless eyes flashed with fear. His life was now in the man's hands. Any minute now, his miserable life would end. He weakly surrendered to the man following him to a black van.

His daze landed on the family he once treated his. Despite being in this condition, he smiled. A smile filled with blossoming loneliness and and overflowing despair. "I'll be back" He mouthed watching the black door cut his vision.

The scenery changed yet once again. This time, he was layed helplessly on a cold bed. Series medicinal machines encircling him while the monotone sound of the machine beside him tells him that he was still alive.

A hint of fear appeared on his lone face after watching an old man inject an enigmatic fluid inside the Pressure Activated Valve (PAV). His eye blinked again, a sign that the fluid already entered his circulatory system.

A creepy grin materialized on the old man's lips as he mouthed the words, "You are our perfect weapon."

The fluid started affecting his body. Like a phone vibrating, his body started to move from side to side. Not knowing why, he doesn't feel anything except for the dizziness his movements gave him.

The scene once again altered. Headless bodies infront of him, blood gushing out of it. His hand flicked and another piece of dagger slit the man's throat. The scene didn't influenced nor made his mind uneasy, it encourages him.

Sitting in a lotus position, bubbles from the bottom of the water tank rose slowly. His body were as cold as ice, however his breathing was still stable without any signs of rampaging.

He let go of his grip on the rubber and his body ascended above the water. Testing the effects of his daily training, his vocal range improved once again. A devilish smirk appeared on his thin lips as he remove his wet clothes resulting in total nude.

Infront of him was his reflection. A boy with pale skin which is the effect of drugs they placed inside him. Not seeing the outside world was also one of the reasons of the color of his skin. In defiance of the never ending punishment he receives, his skin remained unscratched.

"I am not me already." His voice croaked. With a simple intentional cough, his original voice returned. It was cool, refreshing and luscious. As a result of day and night tempering, his goal was achieved. A voice where modifiers and auto tune is useless. A voice that can seduce and intoxicate people it encounters.

Once again, he glanced at his good reflection. Perfectly toned, his body is the epitome of perfection even if his face was something feminine and far surpasses all faces around the world. Abruptly, the lights went off and series of explosions filled the area, it was happening again.

"Sir, we already arrived." Woken up by a nightmare, his eyes slowly opened. In his view is a woman dressed in normal stewardess uniform. The woman itself gives of a happy vibe as she stare at him.

He realized that his samsara like nightmare once again attacked him. This was something he already buried in the deepest parts of his brain without forgetting all lessons he got from it.

"Thank you." He replied blankly. It was like a new person was born inside him, he promised to have a new start. A start where he could fulfill his dreams and promise. His promise to return.

He was now a happy person, not the sovereign of despair anymore. His life experiences told him something, " Love those who are to be loved and kill those to be killed."

Soon after, he grabbed his bag and left the empty plane. He massaged his neck lightly and messed his hair. A habit that still reminds him of his playfulness. Even though his face showed no signs of fatigue, inside he was really exhausted.

His shoes sounded monotone as he walk on the tiles to get his luggage. While waiting for his, he opened his IPhone X which was given to him by a person and searched the internet. This was his daily routine, he left South Korea for a long time and many things had changed.

When he was still at that place, he had watched the Korean Pop Culture progress to this degree. He often encounters songs from the world known group BTS. The group has seven members who were really popular this days because of their songs. They also have another juniors from the same company: TXT which has five members.

Becoming a popular Idol was really his dream. However due to some circumstances, he never had a chance to set a foot towards his dream.

Meanwhile, just beside him, there is a family of three who is also waiting for their apparels. They came back from Alaska and their daughter were nagging them to be faster so that they could go to a cooler place.

"Wait a bit longer, it is probably near." The mother told her daughter. The little lolly gave birth to an annoyed looked and resumed throwing tantrums.

It was at this moment that her attitude made her bump into the young man. "Sorry I..." The little girl's words were stuck in her throat after realizing what she felt. She didn't hesitate any longer and hugged the young man's feet. She was short that her head just reached the man's waist.

"Dear, let go of the young man." Her father warned her. But how could she let go of her happiness? She felt that the young man was like a living refrigerator, giving refreshing cold air. " How could I let go of heaven? This brother's embrace was is so good!" She thought.

Her mother saw her acting this way and tried to remove her hands from grabbing the young man's feet. She wore a daring look and warned her daughter, " Let go of the young man already dear. He might feel uncomfortable."

While saying, she glanced at the young man. He doesn't feel uncomfortable at all since the little girl was enjoying his cold body. He returned an awkward smile to the mother and shrugged his shoulder.

"I'll count from one to three. Once I reach three and you haven't let go of the young man, you are done." The father of the girl wasn't angry that his daughter was clinging into some stranger. Instead, he was angered on her daughter's actions since the young man would feel uncomfortable.

Seeing the little girl didn't bulge a bit, he said, "Ma'am, sir, I'll carry her for a bit until I get my luggage. In that way, she may let go later"

The parents of the kid considered for a bit before earnestly agreeing. The young man infront of them were too handsome to be a smuggler nor a bad guy. The girl heard the young man and rejoiced. She let the young man carry her while the little girl enjoyed his embrace.

The couple looks uneasy by the fact that the young man's hand may hurt after a while. He was still a man and is carrying a ten year old child nonetheless. The young man smiled gently and waited for his luggage.

Soon after, his Black Chester Carry-on luggage appeared. He swiftly took it and pulled it beside him. The couple saw this and their eyes widened. They thought that they encountered a rich kid since the luggage itself was a limited edition one and every traveler knew it.

The little girl were enjoying his embrace so he pulled his portable fan from his leather bag and gave it to the little girl letting go of her. " Little lolly, you should listen to your parent's words. You are lucky that they love you. There are some kids in the world including me back then who are thirsty for their parent's affection but neither have the chance to experience it."

The little girl was too young to understand his words completely but her parents did. Their minds was full of thoughts and confusion. This time, they really proved that some rich families doesn't like their kids that much based on the young man's statement. The mother then asked for his name.

"You can call me Ace." The young man replied while leaving them in daze. His silhouette was too perfect for him and his luggage was more than enough to boost his hotness.