All around me there was an endless darkness. I could not feel my own body. Suddenly, I felt a tug on my mind. As soon as it was felt, it disappeared. Along with it, I also regained feeling in my body.
"..y...He...H...e...ey...Hey!! Wake up you asshole!!! I've been trying to wake you up for hours!!! How is it even possible for you to be such a heavy sleeper!?!"
I slowly looked around the room that looked too luxurious to be my home. As I turned my head, I also noticed a man standing near me with similarly luxurious attire. For now, I decided to ignore him and continue to observe my current situation. To any third party, I looked incredibly calm, but on the inside I was panicking immensely.
'Holy SHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIT!!!!! Why the hell am I in a nobles home!! Was I kidnapped!?!? Did I offend someone!?!? No! That's not possible!!! I live in a fucking rural village!!! How would I offend a noble in the middle of nowhere!?!? Unless...!?!? Did I get drunk and offend the royalty when they passed through!?!? No...!!! That shouldn't be possible either!!! I don't drink!! And the Day of Wind didn't even pass yet...!! It should still be the Day of Earth!!! The Day of Wind is tomorrow...! But..!'
During my monologue, the nobleman who was still trying to get my attention brought me to a torture room. Or so it seemed...
"HueHueHue... I guess it's time for the usual routine. Now, get on the table Bitch!!"
As that was said, I was pushed down onto a hard metal surface, presumably the table, and was strapped onto it. Just as I was struggling to escape from the mans grasp, he tore off my clothes and then his own.
"No...! Please...! I'm a man! And I am straight..!!"
Much to my dismay, he responded with,"That just makes it all the better!! I always wanted to try it with a feminine man!!!"
Then it began... I got a hit to my pride, so hard, that I beleived it would never be healed, as I saw in my mind, a petal falling from a rose. Then, I let out a high pitched scream that seemed to echo within my very soul.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhHhHHHHHHhHhhhhHhhhhhh!!!!!!"
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I woke up with a jolt while sweating profusely. I panicked and my eyes darted around the room. Seeing that it was my beat up old room, I relaxed and fell back on my hard bed. I soon started to mumble to myself.
"It was a dream... I... feel like I almost awakened to something strange."
After a period of thinking, I decided to get up from bed. I changed into my usual clothes, which were a white cotton shirt and an uncomfortable pair of brown pants, as well as a tanned leather belt with a shiny metal buckle. Then, my shoes which were just made of leather with wooden soles. I made my way to the small living room of my home, and prepared myself some breakfast and two loaves of hard dry bread for lunch. I currently live alone, as I am above marriageable age and I couldn't leech off my mother anymore as she had to care for my three little sisters who, as girls, are a lot more needy than boys. Even as it is now she can barely support the family as a single mother.
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I also decided to leave so I could help my sisters grow up to be amazing woman. Unlike me, they have our mothers genes. My mother herself has still retained her beauty after so many years, and she is now in her late 30's. My sisters all have blonde hair, unlike me, but they also have emerald green eyes. Their ages are only 1 year apart for each of them, and me. The oldest is a year younger, and also of marriageable age, and is 15 years old. The second youngest is 14 years, the youngest is 13 years old. They all look almost entirely the same except for small almost unnoticeable changes, other than their height. Even their figures are nice. I feel like a disappointment compared to them. From youngest to oldest, their names are Elena, Samantha, and Alice.
'Wasn't the king supposed to arrive here tomorrow? I guess I should at least make my home presentable for the inspection.'
I finished putting on my clothes and went back to my room. I made it as presentable as possible and continued to do the same with the kitchen, living room and closet. As this finished I made my way to the basement. For some reason, I felt inclined to go there last and do something important. I made my way down to the basement to be greeted by a large chest a little larger than the size of an adult man. From there, I went into a trance, going to a corner of the basement that was littered with barrels and boxes with no particular use, and moved them aside. Once that was finished, I ripped the wooden boards from the floor and started digging. I continued digging with my bare hands even when my skin started to tear and fingers were bleeding, as if my own life depended on digging this hole.
After hours of inefficient digging, I finished the hole. I once again moved to the chest and dragged it to the corner with bloody hands dropping it into the hole. Then, getting a dark blanket, I covered the chest so as to make it as inconspicuous as possible. Once that was done, I moved the barrels and boxes into positions that would block it from sight. As soon as the task was finished, my hands started to heal at a speed normally impossible. Seeing my bloody hands, I had went to wash them in the kitchen with some of the water that was leftover from my trip to a river yesterday.
I awoke from the trance and went outside to see the sun rising signifying that it was early morning. Since there was nothing else to do, I decided to go back to sleep, only to be interrupted by my sister Elena as she walked inside not even minding to knock.
"Why are you here?"
Elena stared at me as if to say 'How much of an idiot can you be?' and said, "I came here to wake you up as early as possible, but I don't think I need to do that now. Did you forget that the king is coming today?"
"But isn't it still the Day of Earth!?! How is that possible?!"
"You probably slept that whole day you worthless scum. Either that or something is wrong with your head."
Saying that, she left, not even bothering to close the door behind her. I sat down for a while trying to think of why this could've happened but shrugged it off, and went back to my room to sit on my worn down bed.