☁️Chapter 0☁️

Third-person POV

In a quiet room, filled with instruments that are well arranged, A young man who was living alone laying on his bed, reading his favourite Novel.

He was quietly reading, and the only thing that can be heard is that when he turned the page to the next chapter, he was both annoyed and Upset about the ending.

The villain was the most pitiful one.

In his childhood, he can't have any of his family's love and they just treated him like an outsider. All he needed is just his family's affection or just a simple attention of love. That's all he really needed...

Until one fateful day, he encountered the female lead, she showed him enough love that he was missing and wanted for many years. and that begins his possessiveness toward the female lead.. he wanted her all by himself.

He wanted her to smile directly at him, only him.

He wanted all her care and affection only directed to him.

He wanted those eyes to look only at him.

He wants all of her.

Until the male lead showed up. She rather chooses the male lead over a trustful friend she has for many, many years, they spent bad or good moments together, and people often mistake them for lovers, which flattered Eirwen the most.

Eirwen even started planning for their future after he confessed his true love for her, which he kept inside his chest for too long... Until that very man showed up.

He tried all means to pursue her to be with him, even forcefully confessed his love to her though he wasn't even ready because he was afraid.

Afraid that she will reject him not knowing his feelings for her.

However, she told him with a disgusted complexion, which Eirwen doesn't want to see and hear.

" I hate you Eirwen "

Yes, he killed everyone just to let them stay away from her Because he wanted to protect her.

He doesn't even want to let anyone scratch her or hurt or make her bleed, Or even let them touch a single strand of her beautiful hair.

But results in a huge misunderstanding and That leads him to his very own death...

He died protecting the female-led from the arrows of their king's men's

He did hate the male lead, that took away his most valuable gem, but he will never ever hate or disliked the female lead, he even thanked her firmly when he is in the state of the blink of death but he just won't let out the things he stores in his heart, he thanked her for the things she has done in the past, the affections that she showed him. When he needed it the most, the care she showed that he was been missing for his entire childhood.

He did hope that very soon.

The person you love will treasure you like what He, Eirwen did to treasure and love you and he would never be tired of saying those " I love you " every single day, and when you are the tone for just a moment, he will miss you within seconds. Hoping to see you again...

He just hoped that in his next life, he would love to meet her once again, even though you don't know him or you hate him, he would love you and he would never grow tired of it.

Those words hurt Eirwen's very own first fan.

He slammed the book close as he wanted to scream the pain but he rather not because it was already been 1 am at the midnight, he don't want to wake up his neighbours because of his high pitch screaming. He just put down the book calmly trying to maintain his angry heart on his desk beside his bed and Call It a day.

As he let out a sigh of sadness looking at the ceilings.

his eyes slowly close as they meet the familiar darkness

He felt a bit strange but he rather gave in and sleeps because there was a new day today, and he has many works to do.

So who cares?

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A soft chirping of the bird's echoes inside his room. Which awakens the small kid in the bed.

' is it already morning?' He thought, as his eyes meet some glimmers of sunlight, he sat down still not opening his own eyes, because he still don't want to meet the sunlight reflecting his sight...

He felt something very different.

His bed is too comfortable, it's felt like a cushion? it felt like he was sitting in a cloud... Which is very.. Very strange?

He did admit that his bed was a bit comfortable, but not this kind of comfortable, it felt like his in heaven...

He gently opened his eyes As he sees something very much more terrifying, where on earth is he now?

Looking around the side to side, it's too...

Everything was shining and as he looked at his arms, it was fully wrapped in a bandages

And also a child's arm; What in the world is happening? Am I finally going crazy because of the book I just read yesterday?

' This room is like a clinic in my school but much fancier? Is this a VIP clinic that my classmates told me about??

Why am I here? '

He slides down from the mattress as his pale small feet land on the cold ground.

He saw the full-length mirror as he stand in front of it, seeing his reflection, causes him to turn even paler than before

Short soft white hair, pale skin, Eyes like ruby red. This kid in front of him is so beautiful...

Despite his wearing a pyjama right now, his face standout that makes you ignore his casual clothes...

He tried moving, checking if this wasn't a dream or some sort of an illusion...

And the person in the mirror follows each of his movements...

Touching his face as it reflected as well, squeezing his chubby pale cheeks; dang... It hurts so much...

" don't tell me that I died and entered this kid's body? So that means he's dead as well." He murmured by himself touching the mirror.

He heard the door slowly opening revealing a woman wearing a maid uniform, he keeps staring at her, he was confused but at the same time surprised, is this kid living a rich life?

The woman finally sees her master, which made her even more terrified and scared like she has seen a corpse that was brought back alive.

She quickly bowed down afraid that her master will throw tantrums again or discipline her because of her stupidity to recognize that her master was still alive and well.

" this-this lowly slave is here to greet your Royal highness " she knelt in front of the young master, which startled him that he looked down at her without saying anything, but the maid's eyes looking at her master's gazes were so empty and lifeless.

".. Who-... Are you? " the young man asked the maid which astonished the maid's heart and mind; Why is her master didn't recognize her? Does his head hit the floor when he fell from the stairs? I can't believe I failed to protect his Royal Highness, I'm such a useless maid... I really deserve much more worse than death

She tried to hide her emotion as she answered his question like a professional maid.

" responding to Royal Highness Question, You are the 3rd son of Grand Duke, Gilbert De Loras. " She responded to him still in her bowing position on the floor.

After she said that, The Young man froze still from her response; what...? Gilbert De Loras?...

Why does that sound like the father of his number one idol Eirwen De Loras..."

"... Excuse me miss, can you tell me my name "

".. Responding from your Royal Highness. Question. Your royal highness's name is Eirwen De Loras "

Eirwen was trembling in fear; this can't be true...

He loves this character but his past life of wanting his parent's attention causes a lot of trouble in their household, not only that he also causes trouble in his school.

Everyone hates him...

And he also has a lot of enemies too...

He felt like he was betrayed by his idol,

(original Eirwin ) he feels that his idol was smirking and said

" deal with it "

He scratches his head in frustration, he looked down at the maid who is still kneeling in front of him, he pursed his lips and signals the maid to stand up. She does what she was told and stood up looking at him...

He walked back toward the heaven-like bed and sat down...

"... Can I ask you one last question before you leave?" Eirwen asked the maid politely, which causes the maid to be surprised in her heart but doesn't show it in her expression.

" You can ask this maid anything, Your Royal Highness " she responded to her master with a smile on her face.

"...how old am I? "

" you are currently 8 years old, Your Royal Highness" still has a smile on her expression; even his royal highness forgets his age! If I get punishment from his highness, I will gladly take it since I deserve that punishment for not taking extra care... In her heart, she was crying like a waterfall meanwhile, her face stayed expressionless.

".. Alright you can leave," he told the maid as she bowed down again she walked toward the door, but before she takes her exit she peeks at him and was confused about the changes in her young master...

But the changes of her young master, she hopes will last forever.

As the young Eirwen notices the door was shut close and the maid was no longer there, he breathes out a sigh of relief...

He never thought he would reincarnate into this young idol, but why does it have to be this young and let him suffer this all over again.

He loves being alone since he was already lonely in the past... But he can't live without his instruments being there with him...

He wondered how would he plan all of this, so he can survive and live well.

" maybe I'll just avoid all of them or get on their good sides, that would be good.. " he sighed as he continued to mumble his words.

He sigh as he hugged his legs and rest his cheek on his knee...

Looking at the window outside, the view was wonderful and breathtaking... He keeps gazing outside, it would be great if he had his piano or flute...

He still gazes in the window, as he felt something on his palm

He looked down at his hand and saw a soft light it was blue and warm...

It was both familiar but at the same time unfamiliar...; Who are you?'

The blue warm light moves and softly turned and takes the form of a flute, he was both surprised and Astonished that it suddenly turned into a flute...

It has weird symbols in its body, but it looks so wonderful and mysterious... But He was so happy, that he was finally not alone...

" Whoever you are, a spirit or more than that... Thank you so much." Even though his eyes were dead, but there was a hint of sparkles in them.

He put his cherry-like lips on the lip plate of the flute, and blow some air as some warm and comforting music, calming his both mind and uneasy heart.

The flow of the music, he created filled the room with warm and comforting air... Only music of the flute can be heard and the flutter of the leaves outside like it was dancing with the melody that Eirwen Randomly created

One word that can explain his music is

" beautiful " if someone can hear his melody outside, they would stop and listen...

Ignoring their fatigue, because his music can heal everyone's tiredness and Stress.

As he finally relaxes, he stopped and the flute transforms back into its original form.

He smiled at the glowing blue light, as he asked

" excuse little blue light. Do you have a name? "

It moves side to side, and Eirwen feels like it says no.

" can I name you little light? "

It moves up and down (yes!)

" how about Jing? (meaning 'Quiet and Gentle') "

It was spinning as if It was happy with its name.

Eirwen gives a soft smile to Jing.

" your welcome, Jing," he said with a smile.

Jing gently rubbed its warm light to Eirwen's cheek as he felt it, and Disappeared into thin air

He felt like if he needs Jing, He just needs to call out his given name and Jing will appear.

He was glad to see that, and Lay down on the soft mattress of the clinic, he wants to sleep, and if he ever recovers tonight, he can tour around the mansion or he will do it tomorrow morning if he has time.

He felt his lashes slowly closing as he eventually met the darkness once again.

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An hour later, the door was slowly opened revealing a young boy around 13 or 12 years old.

Slowly walking toward the sleeping Eirwen on the bed.

He has dark silky smooth hair, his dark eyes were so sharp as his fair skin, reflecting the sunrise from the window, his appearance was still 13 years old, and he looks much more mature than his age.

He glances at Eirwen's sleeping face.

Eirwen was sleeping peacefully in the bed, without a care about the world, He was indeed so carefree toward the new world, he was barely in, but who cares He was so tired that he can't help it, to look around the new World that God just let him live in.

" so defenceless," said the young man with a dark piercing stare.

Even though the young man was cold toward his little brother, he was indeed worried when he heard that he fell from the stairs.

He even heard the maid whispering that he had an impact on his head injury, that he forget his name and age. No, he forgot everything...

He gripped tightly his palms, he was afraid, he was really afraid that he will lose his younger brother, he gritted his teeth.

he then left the room quietly, without distracting his younger brother's peaceful sleep.

After he had left the room, there would be a lot of changes happening in the whole mansion.

💫END FOR CHAPTER 0💫

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