Shadow of Mistakes

PROLOGUE

A/N: Hi, my beloved mystink! I hope that along the process of building the character, you will have a patience to what will happen; I will want to let y'all know that this series are solely focus on the character itself and their life struggles, the romance may be there but it kinda be in the middle already. I first want to build my main character well and at the same time be realistic as possible, so please bare with me. ><

Again there are typographical error that can be seen in this story, please bare with me.

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Literature is indeed magnificent, yet mysterious. It was full of unsaid stories and meaning, some are sweet scent of romance while the other are often pure astray of despair. Vengeance are one of genre, often use for the plot of those revengeful one; some use them to seek justice while the other use them for personal gain.

The notes of every lyrical, the rhythm of every cries of shattered hopes, and the lullaby of every tune of tones; when they combine it will create a misfit one. The soft mantle and fiber of every canvas, the different hues of shades, and a unexpected masterpieces that full of stories to tell, how would someone unravel them?

The theme are sometimes new, but often use the legacy; the actor and actress are like a puppet, being controlled by its drama, the strings are entangle keeping them intuck. The show is there, the audience is everywhere, as the curtain unravel the place you where. Left and right, in front or at the back; you can't go when their eyes are already focus as if you are sheep and they are the wolf, you are the prey and they are the predator. As the curtain befell, its cue for your own downfall.

They said history is very important, antique and vintage one are need to be treasure; as the life of every historian people are kept on being discuss, the legacy of your own family is pass to you. From here and there, until the present you can't erase something that already engrave.

"The Xiaofu clan is inviting us on their grant celebration, please prepare everything that all of you need; I don't want any of you to disgrace our family, are we clear everyone?" Our great grandfather asked.

"Of course, Seńior! Everything will be fine, I will contact the best renown fashion designer," Tito Faiko, my mother's brother said.

Instead of minding them I continue what i'm doing-eating. I don't clearly have any interest on their very important topic, as if I care? Celebration here and there, societal event again, eh? I grimace as a new thought invade to my system, act.

"How's school and works by the way? I don't have any news these days," Our great grandmother asked.

"Right, we want to know if all of you are doing a great work on your chosen school and job," added by the great grandfather.

"Here we go again," I whispered.

This is the reason on why I don't want to join our family dinner everytime there have. The oldies favourite thing to do was kept on questioning our achievements and decision.

I looked on my cousins and siblings one by one, I saw in their eyes the mixture of hatred, fear, and emptiness.

"It's great, my job is actually pretty fine and i'm enjoying it. As what I told you, I can be known even without entering our family's industry nor working in our company," Kaimoux, my oldest cousin uttered.

"Liséa talked to your son, I really disliked how he talked to someone older than him. Don't show to the Xiaofu that kind of attitude young man, or else you won't like what will happened," my great grandmother threaten.

"I'm sorry, Seńiora! I will talk to my son after this, I don't even taught him that kind of attitude," Tita Liséa, my mother's older cousin said.

Stupid adult, why would they be threaten with this bunch of oldies?