After sitting in that chair for a few hours I got up and tried my best to navigate my way around. Though my blindness is only temporary I can’t help but be extremely helpless right now. Every time I have gone blind like this, I always had someone to help guide me through everything. I then sat back down in the chair and sighed heavily as I rubbed my face, pinching the bridge of my nose. I then tapped my finger on the arm of the chair as I then heard a click coming from my waist. I then started to feel around and I felt a familiar feeling which made me pull the thing out. As I sat there and examined it with my hands it was very clear of what it was. It was a gun.
“My lord, you are finally awake.” A soft, gentle, deep voice came from behind me. I was completely helpless right now so I can’t even point this thing at him.
“Who the hell are you calling a lord?” I scowl at him.
“Why you of course. You are the lord of this mansion Mr. Sun.” Okay I don’t even need my eyes to tell that this guy is clearly smirking.
“How the hell do you know my name?” I growl at him.
“The elemental king tasked me in taking care of you. After all, you are from another world.” This guy’s cocky attitude is annoying the shit out of me.
“The hell are you talking about? Are you trying to say this is a completely different world than the one I am used to?” I question as I put the gun back.
“ That is correct Mr. Lumiere. You are in a parallel world of the one you're from. Well, it’s more like your consciousness is.” I then heard him move in front of me.
“Let’s say I believe you. What the hell happened to my body in that world?” My voice dropped as I crossed my legs.
“I am sorry young master, I am afraid I cannot give you that information. The elemental king has prevented me from giving you information on your body in that world. However, rest assured, I can promise you that your body is alive.” Yeah no shit sherlock. If it wasn’t alive I wouldn’t be sitting here talking to your bitch ass. I then sighed heavily as I started to bounce my leg.
“I am currently unable to see right now, so you need to help me get familiar with this mansion.” I say as I hold out my hand.
“Of course, my lord.” He says softly as he then takes my hand and helps me up. I then shivered a little. His hand was so cold that even through the gloves you could feel it.
“Oh yeah one more thing before we start heading off.” I say squeezing his hand.
“What is it, young master?” He said as he looked down at me.
“Quit calling me my lord and young master. I don’t like the fucking power system in any world. Just call me Lumiere.” I say to him calmly.
I could tell that he was shocked but then I felt him slowly nod his head. He then guided me down the stairs of what my throne was sitting on top of. As we walked throughout the building I could tell what my outfit was just by hearing the noises it made. The outfit isn’t complex but relatively quite simple to say the least. Leather boots hit the ground, simple pants covered my leg, a chain around my waist jiggled throughout the hall, a fancy shirt covering my chest, as an even fancier jacket covered my shirt, gloves that seemed to only go halfway down my hand, and lastly a cape over my right shoulder covering it. However, it’s not really my outfit I have been focusing on. If I am to be honest, I have been focusing more on the butler guiding through this huge house.
This book is hosted on another platform. Read the official version and support the author's work.
I never asked his name, though young masters never really ask for the name of their servants. I know that the young masters of a mansion tend to only ask the name of their servant if they are the only ones who acknowledges them. But that’s not the reason as to why I wanna ask him his name so badly. We haven’t even spent a day together but it’s already killing me not knowing his name. His voice is so deep yet gentle at the same time, meanwhile his hands are as cold as ice. Just from the temperature alone, it’s either he has a really cold body temperature, or if this really is another world then I can’t rule out the possibility that he is a zombie. Why am I craving to know what he looks like so badly? All he is doing is taking me around the mansion so I can get used to it even when I am blind. So why? Why do I desperately wanna know what he looks like?
It's because of his voice, it has to be. I clearly just wanna see if the voice matches the face. That is the only reason as to why I feel like this. Even back then I would get restless for not putting a name to a face when I first gained my temporary blindness. Fuck it. I already know I shouldn’t be asking this of him but my curiosity is gonna kill me if I don’t ask. I then let go of the butler's hand and stopped, which caused him to stop as well and look back at me.
“Sir Lumiere?” He said with a hint of question in his voice.
“What is your name?” I said lowly.
“Sir Lumiere, we lower classes are not allowed to-”
“I dont give a damn. Tell me right here, right now.” I say as I cut him off in a demanding tone.
“My name is… Zakari, my lord.” He sounded so hesitant to say his own name. Meh, not my problem.
“What do you look like?” I stood there as I crossed my arms.
“Young master please…”
“Answer the damn question.” I demanded.
“I have white hair that touches my shoulders… My skin is as pale as the dead… I have multiple black piercings on my right ear, and only one on my left helix that is connected by a chain to my lip… I also have a small black ball tongue piercing as well… as for my outfit… Well I’m sure you know what a butler outfit looks like my lord.” His voice is shaking, it’s like he is scared of me.
“And what else? Do you have any tattoos? What is your height? What is your build?” I growled at him.
“I have a tattoo sleeve on my left arm… I have been told that I am so strong that I make any of my clothes, even my uniform look like they are gonna rip if I make the slightest move….. As for my height…. I am currently…. 6’11…” His voice broke when he told me his height.
I see, due to the image I have of him right now he is clearly a guy with a crazy athletic build like his. WAIT DID HE SAY 6’11?! Is this dude some kind of fucking Russian!? Why the fuck is he so tall?! This tall motherfucker is bowing down to me like it’s no one’s business?! Wait, I don’t even know how old I am in this world, not to mention tall! Fuck me, I have to ask about my own age within this world and his at that. I then took a heavy sigh and calmed down.
“I see, well, if I really am in a New world and only my consciousness has come from mine, how old is this body?” I say, asking him, as I close my eyes.
“The body that Sir Lumiere is using right now is 23.” It seems like his voice has returned to his gentle deep tone.
“And how tall is this body?” I say opening one of my eyes even though I can’t see.
“And How old are you?” I ask, sweating.
“I am currently 15, my lord.” His voice dropped.
Are. You. Fucking. Kidding me!? Not only do I look like a midget standing next to this guy but he is also younger than me?! Even if I was my normal height from my other world right now, he would still be taller?! My normal fucking height is 6’0 at most! This guy is telling me that he is 11 inches fucking taller then me?! Talk about a damn giant! Wait a minute, now that I think about this, he bowed down to me earlier. Fuck what’s bugging me now is that I have no idea how he did it. Was he standing so he could show off his monstrous height? Or was he on one knee and bowing like that? Dear god, what have I done to get a fucking giant as a butler. Not to mention a giant who is younger than me in both this world, and my own. Lumiere, you need to calm down. You are the older one here. You need to be perfectly calm to not scare the kid. Gah! Who the fuck am I kidding I can’t calm down when I am standing next to a fucking giant!
“Sir Lumiere?” Oh great, the giant is worried now.
“Good to know Zee, Don’t worry I am fine… Shall we continue the tour?” I say as I laugh nervously.
“Of course.” His voice is gentle again.
Throughout the rest of the tour I was unable to think of anything else besides this kid's height. Honestly, Like what the fuck is he eating to make him that fucking tall? Dammit I am cursing like a sailor right now because I am in so much shock by just this kid’s height alone. Also I just realized something… Why am I acting like a normal person with this giant? I have never been like this with anyone else before so why is it with him? I sigh heavily. Maybe it’s because of this body's past owner. My illness is yet to transfer to it, it seems. Still though… that doesn’t explain as to why this kid is so fucking tall! Damn this guy must get a lot of bitches.