Chapter 1: ❝ A prince & A peasant. ❞
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A prince & A peasant
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˗ˋ THE BEGINNING ˊ˗
Once upon a time, a child was born. Nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary. If only that was the case. See, that child was born as a prince. A prince who was gonna rule the empire. Prince Chuuya Nakahara. A child who was stubborn and put his foot down at anything he stands at. His most noticeable appearance from the passerby who witnessed him tend to say his fiery orange or red hair was the first thing to notice about the boy. Unlike his family who have blond, brunette, and scarlet hair. Some think he's adopted!! Can you believe that? And he takes it to heart. Sad.. No future king or emperor should have such disdainful feelings. Toss 'em aside!! It's not needed.
Once upon a time, a child was born. Nothing special, nothing out of the ordinary.. There was anything remarkably extraordinary about this child. That child was born as a.. commoner. A Peasant if you want to call it that. Osamu Dazai. Well, Yozo Oba. He didn't want any relation to his.. family. A child who was reckless with anything and everything. His most noticeable appearance is his bandage on his left eye. He says it's to 'keep his powers hidden' When in reality he has a nasty stye. He hangs out with two older kids from his school. Oda Sakunosuke and Ango Sakaguchi. But something is wrong about this child. He doesn't have emotions. Or.. he doesn't know how to show it.
Chapter 2: Comforting two souls.
Summary:
The beginning.
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A light, swam its way into a room. Shining on a bed slowly and a nightstand. Waking up a child, a boy, in the bed. "... What time is it..?" he mumbled, sitting up, letting the blankets fall onto his lap. "Mn.." he groaned, staring out the window, looking at the humans on the ground fixing a garden. A woman waltzed in, wearing an expensive kind of kimono.
"Ah, your awake. It usually takes you a while to wake up, Chuuya." she chuckled, hiding her face with the sleeve of her kimono.
"Ane-san, your up early too."
"Well, I have to go somewhere in the city." she sat down on the end of his bed, staring at his fiery hair.
"Oh. Can I go? I'm gonna be so bored in this castle.." he laid back down, sighing heavily. She snickered, staring at the young boy.
"Sure, I don't mind. Get dressed, I'll be leaving in a bit." she stood up, fixing her kimono if it looked bad and walked out, leaving Chuuya alone. He looked back out the window. Nothing much was out there for him at all, still.
He soon got dressed and walked downstairs. Passing through the hallways of the castle that he spent his whole life in, he looked at the knight statues. "Whatever." he scoffed, walking ahead to the front gate.
"Ah, your here, Chuuya." The woman from earlier smiled softly at the boy.
"Yeah, yeah. Can we go...?"