Similar People
I got burned when I was a baby.
My mother told me that I had a white mark on my cheek.
My mother taught me to paint my cheeks red so that I could be a warrior of Isalka.
So that I might live up to the red mark.
I hunted and trained day in and day out so that I could call myself an Isalka warrior.
I also learned how to raise Lavinia so as not to embarrass the Isalka tribe.
And it happened when I was 10 years old
Early in the morning, I heard my mother's screams.
When I went outside, I thought she had been attacked by an animal.
My mother was killed by being pierced with many spears.
It was my father and the chief who did it.
My words, asking why they killed her, were ignored.
I was seized by a large group of men.
They wiped the red pattern on my face with a rag.
When my family saw my face, they took everything from me and banished me.
I ended up walking alone in the wilderness, not knowing what had happened.
I was attacked by beasts and nearly died many times.
Unable to bear my thirst, I drank muddy water and almost died.
Almost killed by a bunch of thugs with swords
I lived my life without thinking, just trying to survive.
Before I knew it, I was a soldier in the Principality.
By then I had learned that I had what they called vitiligo and despised.
Fortunately, the vitiligo on my cheeks has grown everywhere.
Everything from my neck up is completely white
From the neck down they spread so thickly that I was indistinguishable from the people of the principality.
And I live my life by pretending to be someone else to myself and to everyone I meet.
I had the foresight to think that I would die alone.
At that time
I learned that bandits are hiding in the forest and head out to hunt them down.
The mission is completed without a problem and I head home.
And I met two people.
One is an elderly man
His name is Baal Noon.
The other is a woman who is around 20 years old.
Serna Noon
I put the robes on the two.
I immediately noticed the man's appearance.
His whole body was covered in white spots and he was banished by his family.
I don't know what I was thinking, but I hid them both.
We started living together
The man was already sick and died soon after.
[Take care of my daughter], he said.
And I also confessed my origins and the vitiligo to her.
We are blessed with a daughter
I lived an honest life as a person from the Principality
I couldn't walk away.
Baal Noon suffered from vitiligo.
His daughter, Serna, had dark skin as a member of the Isalka tribe.
And someone
A nobleman was informed that my wife was from the Isalka tribe.
I learned that soldiers were coming to the city.
I knew their purpose was my wife.
I took my wife and daughter and ran away.
But the pursuit was relentless and cunning.
A few months later, we were captured by soldiers of the Principality.
[Tell me Lavinia's refining techniques]
It can't be taught
I don't know anything
My wife hadn't heard anything from Baal either.
Of course, my daughter doesn't know about it.
My daughter's eyes were crushed in front of my eyes.
I cried out over and over again that I didn't know.
Her finger was broken in front of me
I shouted that I didn't know
My daughter cries out as her leg bones are shattered by an iron whip.
I yelled at them to stop.
My daughter, whose arms and legs were bent in impossible directions, was being raped by the soldiers
Her face was horribly bruised, swollen and lacerated
And my daughter died
They put us in prison as we are overwhelmed with despair, and the soldiers laugh and mutter,
[In ten days I'll do the same to your wife.]
I cried out so many times in the prison.
We don't know anything
We were taught nothing.
10 days later
Only my wife is released from prison and taken away.
I hear my wife's screams from far away.
My wife's voice screaming my name
At dusk.
My wife, turned into a lump of meat, is thrown into my prison.
I can't think of anything else when I see what used to be my wife, and I feel pain in my eyes
I cry out in severe pain, but no soldiers come.
Did they think I was looking at my wife and screaming?
When the pain subsides
My eyes had God Eye
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"And I used the power of my eyes to get out of the prison..."
"Did you kill all the soldiers?"
I talk to Malkin between the iron bars.
"Fufu, Shiro-dono seems to be thinking the same way as me."
"That's right. If it were me, I'd definitely kill them."
Laughing, Malkin continues talking.
"For me, all I can think about is revenge."
"Is the target the Principality?"
"No. I hate the Principality, the Isalka people, the surrounding countries, all living things."
"What about the Empire?"
"I have no interest in the Empire. However, my hatred towards Shiro-dono is overflowing."
While suffering a similar tragedy
Unlike Malkin, I haven't lost my wife or daughter.
Malkin says that's why he hates me the most.
"Why were they taken away from me? Why did they keep the recipe for making the perfume a secret? Why... why didn't the Five Eyes appear sooner..."
It's an unfortunate story
All I can say is that it's unfortunate
Even I know that words like that won't even console him.
"What about the name Sendora Malkin?"
"It's the name I bought afterwards."
Malkin then goes silent, as if there's nothing left to talk about.
A moment of silence
I open my mouth first
"If you don't plead anything, you'll be executed, you know?"
"…..."
"Is that what you want?"
"…Yeah, that’s fine."
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Baal Noon was exiled and died unknown to anyone.
He thought that was a good thing, and pretended to be Baal.
The Isalka people, who were also exiled, started a rebellion.
It discredited the entire Isalka tribe.
A great sinner who caused dissatisfaction among the entire Isalka tribe to explode.
-
Such a man with no name
Executed without his name being recorded.
"I have no choice but to die. If I die, I will continue to cause chaos with my hatred."
"I see…"
If you're that determined, there's nothing I can do.
I get up from my seat and open the exit.
"Shiro-dono"
"……"
"Please don't lose anything. And live a life blessed with happiness."
I had no answer to those words.
And the next day
In a small fort with only a few soldiers, a criminal's head was cut off.
The body was burnt to pieces
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