1 Prologue: A Peculiar Gift

3rd P.O.V.

"Mr Abigor, a fan wants to give this to you." "Another gift?" under the bright warm bliss of the sun, there sat a handsome young man under the Blue beach umbrella surrounded by hundreds of blooming colours swaying in sync with the breeze "Yes Mr Abigor, they said that they were your biggest fan and wanted to give you this."

A middle-aged man stood patiently beside the young male while handing him a neatly wrapped present with a red bow in the middle.

The Young man took the present with his free left hand and dismissed the Butler, he gazed at the rectangular object in his hands with curiosity and ripped the red bow, as well as the wrapper revealing a plain green book with a medium-sized white envelope stapled on the cover preventing it to fall.

He looked at it with an irked expression commenting on how dull and plain the book cover is, he placed the book on the glass table beside his empty teacup and grabbed the white envelope that was affixed on top of the book and opened it using his butter knife.

He took the folded paper out of the envelope and unfolded it revealing neatly written calligraphy text with lavender petals designed in each corner of the manuscript, and then he proceeds to read the text that was written on the paper.

Dear Mr Cruwel De Abigor,

         

            I am one of your biggest fans since the day of your fashion debut, I always felt inspired and amazed every time I see one of your Genius works displayed in the window stores, I genuinely believe that your works are remarkable and perfect thus, I believe that no one can be as great as you. I see you as an inspiration and Motivation and now, I am I'm college studying to become a designer just like you, I want to inspire and make people happy with my works just like how you did to me and I thank you for that.

My gift might not be enough but this book is my favourite and it reminds me of you Mr Abigor and I hope this will enlighten you."

                               

Sincerely, Your fan.

"This 'Fan' sure knows how to flatter me." a grin adorned the young man's youthful look before putting aside the letter on the table and placed his empty teacup on top of the paper preventing it from being blown away by the wind.

His right hand grab the green book and opened the cover unveiling the first page of the book with drawn pictures of people, and the first image that his eyes caught is a picture of a man that looks exactly like him.

"Now I know why they think of me when they read this book." the young man read the whole description of the character the same replica of him and while he was reading, his nose crunches in disgust and annoyance but he continued to read it.

"I can't believe this imbecile looks like me, he's a coward and a fool with no confidence, are they insulting me through this book!" the figure's clutch on the book tightens engraving his nails on the paper leaving a mark.

The young man rolled his eyes In annoyance and calmed himself as he continues to read the rest of the remaining character's Profile.

After he finished reading the first page he flipped the paper and started reading the first 'Prologue' of the novel. The first preface of the novel immediately hooked the man as he felt more curious about the story so he stayed there on his sit for hours and he read almost half of the page.

Hours have past and he already finished half of the story,  "I can't believe reading such plain-looking book could make me act like this."

The afternoon is about to end and the Figure sat there for hours reading the book with a solemn expression, he felt the anticipation, the intense and even the satisfaction from the story, he can't help himself from being fixated on the novel.

"-bigor, Mr Abigor!" the young man flinch from the sound and swift his head on the left and glared at the butler for disturbing his readings "What!" "I'm sorry for disturbing you Mr Abigor but your mother is calling you for dinner."

The young male gritted his teeth in anger before standing up on his chair with the book clutch in his left hand, the butler followed him behind quietly trying not to irritate the male further.

"Where is my son?" a fair looking woman with short wavy jet black hair spoke with her right cheek resting on her palm with a pissed expression making the maids and the butlers flinch at the suffocating aura emitted by the Woman "t-the butler is already escorting T-the young master M-mrs Abigor." a girl in a long length maid uniform gulped nervously gripping her white apron.

*creak*

The large sculpted wooden door open revealing an annoyed male "Ah, finally my brilliant son has arrived." the woman smirked deviously at the figure across the dining room, the young figure rolled his eyes and walked towards his seat next to his Mother.

"So what did you do today?" the woman spoke first breaking the silent tension between her son, the male ignored and didn't spare a single glance and continued to eat his food, this made the woman mad.

She gritted her teeth irritatedly and grabbed her son's cheeks harshly pulling him near her, "You arrogant fool, didn't I taught you to answer when your mother is asking you?" the figure groaned in pain from the nails that are dug on his skin "Urgh...y-yes." the woman stared at him with a dead look before releasing her hand on the male's cheeks.

"So tell me what did you do today?" "I drank some tea and read a book, that's all." the young male replied while touching his sore cheeks "is that so?" the woman asked with her left eyebrow arched "yes."

They sat on their chair in silence until the end of their supper, the short-haired woman walked out of the room first leaving the male behind on his chair, "Hey John, is there any nail marks on my cheek." the young male asked not bothering to turn his head around, the butler who is standing behind him obediently followed his words.

The middle-aged man walked towards and stood beside him and started scanning his cheeks for marks or bleedings "None, Mr Abigor."

"Good, I can't afford to go outside if I have a scar."

The figure stood on his chair and walked out of the dining room with the butler behind him, he went straight to his chambers after dismissing him.

He changed his clothes and wore his pyjamas and walked towards his queen-sized bed, he places his back on the wooden headboard and took the green book that was resting on top of the brown table beside his bed and proceeded to read the novel.

A few hours later While he was reading his vision started to get blurry and his head felt like it's spinning crazy inside his skull, he gritting his teeth as he groaned painfully from the tremendous headache.

He started calling for his butler for help but no one is responding 'till his whole body collapse on the soft mattress of the bed.

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