𝐔𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐈𝐍𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄

c h a p t e r_o n e: pyre

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I remember, the warmth of her touch.
Before i fell unto the harsh world, I remember
My mother stroking my hair softly while humming a soft tune. I remember my older sister ranting about random thoughts, usually sitting beside mother, listening to her was like lullaby that lulls me to sleep. Even though my older siblings say otherwise.

I remember my brothers making fun of me for sticking beside my mother after she attends meetings alongside my older sister. Saying that i should be playing with them under the sun. Or chasing rabbits on the dense forest that surrounds the castle.

Or joining their most favorite past time, annoying the castle guards. Rather than wait patiently outside the meeting room.

I miss it all. No matter how much tears i shed from the constant teasing from my older brothers, i would bring back time to experience it once more. My mom's fingers gliding on my hair, my sister's rants about random topics.

I would go back in time to experience it all.

He doesn't remember the memories of his early childhood, as most do. Yet he remembered clearly the feeling of home and love of his family. Although his siblings came from different clans, as they owe the great phoenix a child of their own as a compensation for the protection the mighty phoenix provided for them.

He on the other hand, was offered by a widow whose husband was killed by a goblin. Keeping the child would only bear great burden for her now that her lover has died. His father.

The face of his real mother was almost buried in his mind. Yet he remembered her luscious white hair and canine like teeth and her milk colored skin. Her eyes were a different color than his, so he concluded that he has his father's eyes. Could that be the reason why he was given away? Does he look like his father? Does it hurt his real mother? He always ask himself when he look himself at the mirror.

Yet as he grew, and time pass by.
He was grateful that he was given away by his real mother, he would not have felt the warmth and love of the great phoenix. Her name is Amara Pyre, His now mother. She may have responsibilities of the kingdom, yet she always makes time for him and his siblings.

And their family may not be perfect, of course no family is perfect. Most of the time his older brothers would always make fun of him, an orange haired one, brown eyes and caramel colored skin, he's more buffer than him, and his face always hold a daunting look on them, he is by any means handsome, Matteo Reiss Pyre. He was the second eldest.

He remembers clearly, when his brother Matteo was trailing behind the kingdom's general to pester him to train, He'd always follow suit his eyes sparkling whenever it landed on Matteo.

The third eldest brother has blonde hair, same brown eyes as Matteo, his skin tanned from staying out in the sun. Loving to run around the field. He may not be as buff as Matteo, he has a lean body. You may never know what he's feeling, his face remained neutral. Whatever the situation may be. Ichi Pyre

When they got lost and upon stumbling on the border of the forest where the sovereign of the phoenix no longer applies, he remembers Ichi trying to calm him down, spewing sweet words to stop him from bawling his eyes.

Nessa Enix Pyre, the eldest amongst the three of them. She has gold curly hair and yellow eyes same as him, tan skin, Having the same height as Matteo, he's 6'0. Nessa doesn't like playing outdoors when they were children, however she loved napping under the sun on the balcony. She also loves talking about random things, she'd ace every debate.

She's headstrong with what she wants and what she doesn't want. A perfect heiress when Amara goes into death and rebirth in the next 1,00 years.

His sister would always defend him when Matteo and Ichi would gang up and started to tease him. They'd always tremble from her glare alone.

And him? He's just Blanche, Pyre. He knew his family loves him, yet he feels out of place,
They seem to be good at almost everything, Matteo not being scared of war and violence, remembering that he always trails the general when they're not running around the fields or tormenting the castle guards, Ichi being a fast runner and is interested in medicine gradually hanging out with Nessa more in the library as they were growing up.

Nessa, the next heiress. She's busy from studies  or tagging along with their mother in every meetings that regards the wellbeing of the other kingdoms.

Blanche, trying to fit in with his older siblings,
Trying to be more close with Matteo, yet he soon found out that he hates the aggression of war in general, Ichi, he tried to have the same interests as him, Yet medical didn't seem to tickle his fancy.

Nessa. He couldn't, his mother prohibited him from attending the meetings. Leaving him to listen to her complaints about the other leaders.

All that, he was reciting anything he knew about his siblings as many times he can, so he'll never forget them. Not that you can, yet their faces almost blurred, their voices almost unheard from being away from them for so long.

4 years, had passed when he was away from them.

Blanche wished he could see them again,
He wished that he'd just sucked up his anger and undergone to whatever they asked him to, he wished that he could listen to his sister rant, his brothers teasing. He wished he could turn back time.

He wouldn't be here now, trapped in a cell that's barely a comfortable place to live in, it was tolerable in the long run, at least he wasn't killed yet. His motto upon surviving years in the hellhole he landed on earth. Blanche had hopes that they'd search for him, yet all his hopes tarnished when seconds turned minutes, turned hours. Eventually years passed.

"Cell. 111 you're up."

"Make sure you groom yourself ok?"

"We wouldn't want to keep you here for another 4 years." The man chuckled as he moved to another cell.

He wished that he could just go back home and give his family a piece of his mind from taking their sweet time rescuing him. "It's ok Blanchiee~ I'll get us out of here and we'll live happily ever after~!" The shrill voice of the woman occupying the cell in front of him said, waving at the man who merely looked at her unimpressed.

- To Be Continued

First chapter published🫡