2. New Life for New World

The king is on his throne. Saw hundreds of people standing in front of the palace. Expect something good out of it. Geoff was in the front row with his hands tied and the palace security detail.

Geoff looked at the king who began to raise his hands high. Afterward, the king waved his arm as a gesture. Before long, the noise was deafening. Shrinking back with courage, he mustered up the courage to look back.

Without a doubt, Geoff speechless to see hundreds of his citizens death there. Blood everywhere. His people were brutally killed with swords, sharp points of spears, and arrows embedded in their hearts. Geoff glanced up at the smiling king.

"Fuck you!" scream Geoff.

SRINGGG! JLEB!

Geoff's mouth was bleeding. He was stabbed in the back by a palace guard. He still looked up at the king even though his gaze was glaring. "Akhh!" he moan as the sword is pulled out quickly by the guard who stabbed him earlier. He dropped to his seat.

"Hey! Wake up!" shouted the palace guards as they kicked Geoff's foot.

Geoff was lying in the dungeon slowly opening his eyes. He had pain in his back asa result of the knife puncture. He's trying to clearly see the person who woke him up.

"You're not dead. Eat!" said the guard handed me a silver platter of food.

Geoff is not interested in it. "What's this food for? You wiped out my town. For whom, then, am I living?"

"At least I offered you one," the guard said shamefully, then moved away.

After a few hours, geoff didn't touch the food either. In the dark and narrow room it was only himself. He thought that some whom he had previously seen had now been corpses along with hundreds of others.

His parents, brother, and brother geoff were killed while their houses were being burned down. Jerry ran to the palace in protest and demanded an explanation. Instead, he was beaten and sent to prison.

"You still won't eat?" asked the guard after returning to the prison. Geoff just to be silent. "Ahh! Whatever! The king ordered me to bring you to him," the guard said.

Geoff was forced to stand up and led him into a dark room. He hardly noticed that there was aking in that place so dark. He was seated in a wooden chair. The king watched her with a smirk.

Geoff yelled loudly as a whip hit him hard on the skin. With him in his short, thin shirt, he could feel the pain and the heat. But not to take a breath, he again got a series of violent fells from his head to his feet.

"Do you know who you're dealing with when you talk about the government in the kingdom?" the king hisses.

Geoff only chuckled when the king said that. It is truly fair to confront the king with such a trait. A king who can't stand criticism and who won't spare anyone who dares to say it in front of everyone. Unfortunately, he did that which led him to his death.

WUUUSHH!

One swipe was able to slit geoff's throat and knocked him out of a chair. That was the end of her life.

***

KLAK!

Jerry turned to the door and found his brother poking his head out. She tried to put a smile on her lips.

"Jerry, maybe I don't mean to insult you," he said Laurent walked in on jerry. Jerry knows Laurent just wants to calm him down. He well knows his father's character who never screws with the word that comes out of his mouth.

"You should be happy Laurent," he said with a smile as he grabbed her shoulder. Laurent shook his brow. "Dad always trusted you," she continued.

Laurent shook his head so hard, "no! You're wrong!"

"What?"

"You're being too obedient! You never defend yourself in front of dad!" Laurent Laurent.

Jerry laughed out loud after hearing it. Laurent was appalled to see jerry suddenly laughing like that.

"What? Why?" ask Laurent in confusion.

Jerry stopped laughing as he looked into Laurent's eyes. "What do I stand for?" Laurent was speechless. "I am uneducated," he continued. Immediately, she hurried to find the suitcase and put some clothes in it.

"Tap - but you said -"

"Forget it!" jerry cut. Laurent was content to stand by while his brother packed a few things into a backpack. "Tell dad I'm leaving," he went, and then he just walked out of the room.

Laurent pulled a harsh sigh when he parted the curtain. He saw jerry leaving the house on foot. Now he wondered what he would say to his father.

Jerry went to almero's hotel to check out. He's certainly not staying in that hotel anymore. The rest of the money he'll use on his flight somewhere else. He turned around to take one last look at the hotel. After that, jerry went back to walking to leave the hotel.

"Jerry!"

Jerry turned round to see where the woman's voice was coming from. After he looked at the hotel's main door, he found alen and grace scurrying toward him.

"What's going on?" alen asked in a panic.

"What is this? Bags? Suitcase? Where are you going?" grace asked no less in panic.

Jerry sighed and then grabbed his two friends by the shoulders. "Take care, yeah. Hope to see you again."

Grace and Alen looked at each other. The next second, they hugged jerry tightly. They won't stop jerry from leaving because they know that any decision jerry makes can never be changed by anyone. Whatever the reason, one day they'll understand.

***

Jerry's off the interstate bus. After the airport, he waited for the bus at the bus stop. It now escorted him to the arch of "horathomi.

Jerry slowly walked into the arch. He was amazed that as soon as he saw the arch, he thought the homes inside would be like the homes in the village of a greeted market. However, as it turned out, luxurious homes had very clean surroundings.

The passersby greeted him warmly. And yet, he knew nothing of these men from horathomi.

"No wonder there are so many successful people here. An environment like this is perfect for me to live in," Jerry murmured.

Jerry continued to walk through the unfamiliar space. He didn't know where to go, considering this is the first time he's laid there. He did not lose sight of those tall, luxurious houses. Though he had often seen such homes in his town in the past, for some reason he felt differently.

It's like something is fueling his passion for fortune in another's country. A vision of the house of his dreams also sprung up inside him. Until finally, she was shocked when someone suddenly touched her shoulder from behind.

Jerry turned his head and sighed to see a middle-aged man smiling at him. She saw that the man's appearance was quite ordinary. Unlike the people he saw when he first entered the arch.

"Who?"

To be continued....