CHAPTER 2 

In a large room of ancient style but equipped with modern technology there is a teenager asleep. The room is filled with ancient object that project their history. They express pride for their deeds and sorrow of abandonment.

Though made is ancient times the room the modern technologies gives it a unique outlook.

The room is well lit and the voice of birds is coming from the windows. The boy who is asleep looks no older than 15. But he looked so pale as if he has recovered from some illness. He looked handsome with long black hairs and feminine face. His Adams apple was the only indication that he is a man.

As he lazily opens his eyes and we see his beautiful but eerie purple eyes. The ghastly glow that it radiates is enough to chill down a person’s spine.

He stretches lazily and gets out of the bed allowing one to see that the person possesses a well maintained body. A lazy look can be seen upon his face as he yawned his sleepiness away. A strange necklace with a crystal shaped like a beast’s fang can be seen. There seemed to be something written on it in an unknown language.

Damn what time it is. Hope I am not late for school he thought.

He quickly reached his clothes drawer and changed clothes and got ready to go to school. The second he opened the cupboard he saw a doll sitting on top his clothes.

The doll seemed to be made up of wood but carved so perfectly that it seemed alive. The most notable features of the doll was its beyond lifelike hairs and a tattoo mark on its head. It looked like an arrowhead of an elaborate design which is facing towards the nose. 

What is it doing here? I remember that I placed it on the shelf. 

The doll was a gift from his parents and his childhood friend. He blushed with shame remembering how he played will the doll in the childhood and all the teasing he got from his father due to this hobby.

Even though he got older he still has a love for all type of doll crafting. He even learned woodcarving to make wooden dolls.

 He even learned it from his father as a part of their family tradition and as a remembrance of skills they once used.

I remember that I used to spend my entire time crafting dolls and try to show them off to my parents. Heck I even tried to cave a human size doll, though it was a failure.

Remembering the time that he tried to make a wooden copy of all the ancient artifacts in the mansion brought a smile to his face.

His father’s happy face when he showed his carvings came into his mind. He was much more happy with the carving than when he scored the best in the class.

But then he remembered the accident that happened one year ago. His smile fell knowing the fact that he will not be able to see them ever again.

He remembered the day that he got the news of his parent’s death. The shock was so great that he was not able to go to school for three months.

Luckily the laws in Mareritt nation are lax and I was 15 otherwise I would not be able to live in the mansion and be transported to an orphanage.

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It was a good thing that my father stated in the will that I should be allowed inherit the property instead of my relatives as the guardian for it.

It’s a good thing i don’t have contact with all my relatives. Otherwise the fate of Ottor could have been mine.

Remembering what happened to Ottor made him shuddered. Ottor was from a rich family. He had many relatives who were close to them and he was a good person. But what happened to him was sorrowful.

 It was a famous case in the school. He was a senior in the school who was also orphaned when 15 but unlike him his parents gave his custody to his uncle who was close to them.

Everything was fine for the first six months. The uncle seemed like a caring person until he vanished after selling the house leaving Ottor homeless and without any money as it had all been transferred away by the Uncle.

He lived on the charity of people for six months before the uncle was captured. But by the time it happened he has spent a good amount of money.

 The only grace was that he had a scholarship so he was able to stay in the school. But his still has to work part time and live in a rented apartment till he gets the frozen money that he was supposed to get till he was 18.

This incident caused his father to change the will like many other parents who were afraid that similar incidents will upon their children.

It’s a good thing that father changed the will. Otherwise

A shudder ran through him as he thought of his fate if the will had not been changed.

Well enough thinking I should get ready for school otherwise I would be late. Today is the last day and I don’t want to be late for the function. The recommendations are given at the end and if I am late I will not be able to get it till the next month.

 The second he thought this a loud knocking came from the door of the room.

“Come in” he said while trying to sound as dignified as possible.

The door opened and a middle aged woman came in. She was dressed in a uniform that can be said to be a formal dress code. The uniform was a white shirt and a long black skirt.

 The most apparent and striking feature of the dress was a symbol etched on left pocket of her shirt resembling a vertical eye with black pupil and red iris.

The women had a slight smile on her face as she said

“Mr. Ghost please get ready fast as it is the time for your school”

Ghost has an expression of relief when he was the women who came in and said

“Aunt Julie you do not have to talk so formally with me”

 People call me stubborn but the most stubborn of us is Aunt Julie. I just do not like being called by my name and so asked her to call me with my surname Ghost. But she stubbornly added mister and said that she will call me mister until I allow her to call me by name.

But as all people know I am a stubborn person so this thing has been going on for five years even when father intervened.

“Young master you know the reason for my formalness” she said

Julie had been the closest person to him behind his father. Even his father respected her as she took care of his father when he was a child.

She had been taking care of him since his mother died during childbirth and supported him upon the death of his father.

As she had no children of her own she saw him as her child. Her husband was also someone who has been serving the family from ancient times. He loved her dearly even though they were never able to have children.

After the Accident she and her husband ensured that no one took any advantage of him. They insisted on serving him by keeping the servants in the house in line and ensuring that no one took advantage of the fact that the family head was still studying in school.

“Fine Aunt Julie, can you make sure that the breakfast making and other arrangements are done by one hour. Honestly speaking I do not like to speak in this dignified tone” Ghost said

As far as he remembered his father always spoke in this tone when he was talking to others and returned to his normal tone when speaking to him.

“Master you know that you need to speak in that tone as the head of the Ghost family and go to school to get knowledge to run the family property.” Julie said with a smirk. She bowed and walked outside the room.

Ghost grumbled and took the doll and put it in showcase near his photo at the bottom of which was written Malson

Ghost, and said “Lucy stay here”

What am I doing talking to a doll like it is a living being? Well I should get ready for school.

He got to up and went to the bathroom to get ready for school without noticing that the tattoo on Lucy’s forehead was shining and there seemed to be a smirk on her face. Her hairs started glowing with different colors and looked as if they were alive and one could make mistake and say that the hairs were moving on their own.