Chapter 1: War Orphan

The night was desolate, the sky dark. The town was in flames. The burning houses and rubbles illuminated the darkness. Countless bodies were strewn around. Some beheaded, some have their limbs cut off. People here were killed brutally, regardless of age and gender. It was truly hell on earth.

Amidst all the chaos and carnage, a boy around six to seven years old can be seen walking around, looking for something. The tunic and pants of the boy was covered with dirt, and ashes that fell from the sky stuck to his fair skin.

After walking for a bit, the boy arrived in front of burning rubbles. In the past, their house was standing here, full of warmth and joy. All the boy can see currently was pieces of their precious memory that cannot be repaired. The boy knew this would happen. His mother explained it to him. But seeing it in person was still hurtful.

After reminiscing, the boy now frantically ran around, looking for his family. His mother hid him far away from their house when they heard that a battalion of soldiers were coming towards their village. Everyone was preparing to evacuate when the foreign soldiers suddenly shot burning arrows to their village, killing people that were standing outside and burning the wooden roofs of their houses. The commotion was the chance his mother took to hide him.

"I will be back, I promise you. Just stay here and do not make a sound, Arturus. Mother will be back."

A beautiful and fair skinned lady that looked in her 20s said to Arturus, the boy that was currently running around. It was the last conversation that Arturus had with his mother. His father went to the village head after hearing about the soldiers, so Arturus did not get a chance to talk to him.