CHAPTER 2- TRANSMIGRATION
New Era- 2030
Lingdong Village- a simple and small village located in the foot of the mountain, living only a little amount of people where commoners lives. Due to poverty, they choose to live in a remote area, far from the lime light of the city. The population inside this village is not less than a hundred. Though, this is bound to be under no permanent ruler, they at the very least living harmoniously. They may be lack of most everything, but still they didn't cursed living in less possession.
"have you heard, there's a new popular song released by the 'Jin's' this coming weekend. And its said that it's a long time awaiting solo album of Emperor Yang. Ahhh I'm so excited. When I heard about the news, I immediately saved my daily salary just to be able to buy it this weekend"
"and so I am. I even brought their new magazine from my sister featuring Emperor Yang as their cover photo kyaaaa"
"so handsome, so hot. Isn't he?"
"I'm going down the mountain this weekend to witness this breathtaking emperor myself. Wanna come?"
"ofcourse"
Two little young ladies passed by talking about their idol happily, giggling with joys and excitement. A man sleeping under the shade of the tree blink his eyes as he heard the laughs of the maidens. He extended his arms above, stretching his body from being numb. He look around for a second, realizing that this is not his kingdom. He remembered that it was devoured by the fire. His people are all dead and so is his home. But how come he's still breathing? How come he is well and kicking? Didn't he also died from the fire? Is this the retribution of being a failure emperor? Is this the hell? Well, it's kind of peaceful in hell. With all those green and colors, sure hell is not what he picture out before. The image of the wild beast, demons, devils, ghost and those unknown creatures under the ground. This is different from what the books says. They are humans who look normal.
'what is happening? Where am I? what is this place?'
The man have a lot of query ahead of him but he chooses to remain silent. Since there's no way he could go back in his past life and will never go back, he hope that this new place will give him the opportunity to live peacefully.
He get up from the ground, advancing his steps from where he could get information without being suspicious. He march in a nearby stall selling crops and grains.
"excuse me, can you…." Before he could spill out a complete word the owner of the stall already yelled at him with full volume " don't excuse me here. What took you so long? Do you know that my goods had almost emptied out because of the thieves. And where have you been leaving my store alone? Can you compensate me if I lost them?" The owner pointed out his finger into the man's head " I took you in because your parents still owe me money. They sell you to be my slave. And yet all I have received from you is headache. Where's the eyes of the heaven? Bring me back my money"
With his rage, he slam his palms in to the wood stall, still ramping his mouth of how he regret taking in a useless slave.
The man walk away in disappointment. This is his first time encountering such behaviour. In the past, all the servants in the palace talk to him with bow and respect but now the owner rises her voice at him without knowing the real reason. The man could only thought for himself. Though, he is somewhat offensive from the aggressive demeanor since he is foreign in this place might as well do everything he could to survive. Perhaps beg?
'no, endure it. This is a new world. Everything here is different from before. I no longer the emperor of a country. I am just a common folk grieving to survive'
The man only take a few steps away from the stall owner when he shouted again "Yin, you bastard. Where do you think your going? Come back here"
Hearing the name the stall owner just shouted, the man proclaimed "so the former owner of this body's name is Yin. It's just as the same as my previous one. How.... unlucky". Clenching his fist as he remembered his past, Yin could only heavily sign. ' What's the point of being mad. I don't have the right for it'
Yin halted his steps and turn around. Seeing the fume face of the man, he have a feeling that if he ever reversed his steps back he'll going to regret it, thus, Yin stride his footsteps faster, away from the man whom still continuously cursing his name.
"Come back here you idiot. Don't make me catch you or I'll sell you to the save market. Yin…. Yin you bastard"
Running to the unknown, Yin follows the narrow road. While his steps becoming slow, he reach a crystal clear river. Clearer than any water he sees- comparable to the sky. Glistening from the beam of lights. It is more beautiful than any jewels he ever worn.
He went down the river. Fetching a clap of water using his bare wounded hands washing off is face. Repeating the second time, Yin focuses his eyes on his reflection coming from the water. There, he saw a young man- maybe in his teenage years. His skin is dry and rough- covered with bruises. His hair is so dishevel that it almost look like a bird's nest. From the looks of it, this body suffered so much torture that he forgotten to take care of himself. While his hands are full of calluses, he is basically all bone. Though, despite the appearance, one could tell that this face is not ordinary. If only he dressed up neatly surely a beauty will be born. As such, with a thorough inspection, Yin discovered a very familiar pair of eyes. The eyes that hunted him over the years of living. The reason of his fall. The curse of his existence. The crimson eyes that he loathed the most yet still carrying even with his new body.
Yin touches his eyes. No matter how much he denied this pair of red pupil, it never leaves him be. Yin mumbled "why are you with me? Why can't you just go away? I already lost everything I have. What do you want from me? What do you need from me? TELL ME. TELL ME" Using his hand banged into the river, a splash of water hit his face, washing off his dried eyes that still unable to shed.
The first time a tears fall from this eyes is when he is dying back then and right now, it comes back to its old habit, silently, emotionless, unable to covet any emotional feeling that deeply wounded his heart.
"I just want to live normally. Please grant it to me, please. I've already bear the my sentence."
Yin whip from his heart. The sobs he made are real even without the tears present from his eyes. He cried with all his might- concealing his eyes using his palms. He doesn't want to see them again. He doesn't want to witness this emotionless eyes that brought him nothing but pain. He wanted to gouge them out. Remove them from this body. Exterminate them until they'll all ashes. Yin plead.
" I never want to have you ever since my birth. Please spare me"