บท 3: (3)Am I in a book? How cliché
The story started out simple, a male prostitute, the MC had caught the attention of the ML, a wealthy general. In this world it didn't really matter your sexual preference as long as you had a child to continue the blood line. In a way it was better and worse, because now women were pushed into the position of only having worth if they gave birth. But also good because if you liked your same sex then you wouldn't be constrained to any sort of old fashioned view of only men and woman could be together.
The MC was bought by the ML and after some rough patches they 'fell in love'. The MC was in fact a well trained assassin who had been sent on a mission when the business he worked for was attacked and destroyed by a rival business. Alone he was captured in a moment of being off guard and sold off.
After living in the brothel he was sold too for a while he decided to lay low until he could escape, but was unfortunately found by the ML. When the MC wanted to leave he was caught up in their growing relationship and was reluctant. So he continued to hide his identity and stay with the ML.
The ML was one of the main players trying to over throw the current emperor. He was a powerful general who had lots of fame among the common people. He was also the leader of the strongest army the emperor had.
But he wasn't quite right in the head. Scratch that. He was a ALL OUT PSYCHO! When the MC finally revealed his identity wanting to help the ML the ML freaked and though the MC wanted to leave him.
So he broke the MCs leg and chained him up inside his bedroom. After some serious black room play 'she' had wanted to lock that bastard of a ML up and break all his bones. If 'she' could have been their 'she' would have taken him (the MC) away and let him be free in a heartbeat, no matter the cost.
In one particular scene after a round of forceful sex, he had forced his beaten,sore, broken body away from the bed and tried to go to the window to see the full moon outside. Just as he was a few steps away the chain pulled his leg and he collapsed, unable to go further.
The ML was sound asleep satisfied while the MC who had a very strong mentality broke down in tears. He was a assassin but that didn't mean he was without love. He had kind parents who died of old age when he was rather young. Then he trained with comrades and made friends on his travels. Although he was mentally trained for torture being beaten and raped by the person who claimed to love you was exhausting and revolting.
Being seen as a object that belonged to another, had no free will and was trapped in the same space day after day for more than 2 months was breaking away at his spirt. He had begun to lose his reason to live. His business and comrades were dead, destroyed. He family had died long ago and when he was lost and alone someone had come to pick up the pieces but in fact it was just a front. And his real intention was just to own him, and had never really thought of him as a equal individual even though they were both equal in strength and smarts.
In the end the MC and ML made up and finally settled down after the ML 'found his worth' when the MC almost died after being attacked by assassins who had come to claim the MLs life.
In the end the book just said they lived together and the MC never left again. Then together with the ML the MC enjoyed lots of power and money after winning the rebellion, living together until old age.
If he had to judge the ML should be around the last stage of his plan and they are about to win the throne. The MC should have already been locked up for 2 months, hopefully that scene from the book hadn't happened yet. After all, he now had a goal! To save the MC!!
Sitting up in his bed he looked down at his body and made a quick decision, he urgently needed more muscle and thinking back to the empty kitchen, he needed food and other daily necessities too.
From the original body's memories he wasn't totally foolish and had hidden his mothers old jewelry when they left. She had died when he was young, a after effect of his birth. She had gotten very weak and prone to sickness, and unfortunately after a rather harsh winter she caught a bad cold and died.
Shaking away his messy thoughts and memories he focused on the dirty room in front of him, he needed to start cleaning.
-2 days later-
Qiu Feng, the originals name and now his name, stood at the head of the trail leading away from the mountain mansion and turning on his heel he swiftly left following the path down the mountain and towards the town in the distance. After a few runs he had pawned some of the cheaper jewelry and bought a cart a few bags of rice fresh vegetables with live stock. Chicken,pigs, a donkey and plenty of seeds.
He also bought a pair of new cloths and shoes, and after deciding that he should save the rest until he could think of anything else he needed he walked home. Thankfully the town was mostly empty and nobody looked for any trouble. He had worn and his white underclothes and a dirty rag he found in the kitchen over it. With no shoes, a boney body and dirty cloths he was the picture of a war torn, starved,poor farmer.
After pulling together what he could of a enclosure he left the pigs and chickens some food and water in some old stalls he found by the kitchen. Then listening to his rumbling stomach made himself something to eat. He had gathered wood the previous day and after stocking up a bit decided he needed to prepare for winter soon.
Everything was empty through and through, if he wanted to survive without starving this winter he needed to stock up on food. Especially since he remembered reading about how cold the coming winter would be. In the book it was a blessing and curse. It killed any diseases or sicknesses that had sprung up but also froze many to death. He sighed, this wasn't the modern era anymore and things like central heating didn't exist.
'Home….I which I could see my home again.'
His thoughts wandered again his mind flashing back to 'her' small nice apartment snuggled in a huge bustling city.
'I miss the city noise and food…and the air conditioning and..I miss my friends… and..and.. I need to stop. Come on! I can do it, focus on where you are now!'
The sun rose higher in the sky and he continued to work, cleaning such a big house would take a long time.
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