Kenta Bernard, a seventeen-year-old, died of leukemia in the hospital and was transmigrated in a novel that he has yet to finish. He is the ill second prince, who should have died by now. However, the God of Light bestowed upon him a light magic tha...
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(Pretend that she doesn't have any earring and she have yellow eyes)
Mei Gin - Hiroka and Riku's classmate and friend
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In the room, there sat Mei Gin. Deep in thought as she gazed outside the window. Her reflection faded against the glass as a memory came into her mind.
She once remembered where she used to live in a very old, shabby place. It wasn't much, but it was home.
She remembered the time where the walls creaked with the weight of time, and the windows barely kept the cold out, but there was a warmth inside, a comfort in those small, cluttered rooms.
A young voice from long ago echoed in her mind.
"M-mom, when you're awake, let's pack a box of meals and go to the backyard...Like we used to..."
In her memory, the scene unfolded vividly. A young girl knelt beside a worn bed, her small hands clinging tightly to the pale, frail hand of the woman who lay there. Mei's heart clenched as she recalled the softness of her mother's hand, the way it barely responded to her touch.
"So...please get better," the younger Mei whispered. Her voice, though trembling with hope, was laced with a fear she barely understood at that age.
When Mei was six years old. Her ordinary life was suddenly struck by misery.
At that time, her mom fell ill with a disease with an unknown cause and cure. She didn't know her father then and her mother once told her he left and never came back, as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world. There was no bitterness in her mother's voice when she said it, just a quiet sadness. A sadness Mei didn't understand until much later.
She started studying herbal medicine to save her mother. She had tried everything she could.
Mei studied, studied and studied... Didn't give up. She couldn't. Reading every scrap of information on healing that she could find. But nothing worked.
Looking for answers, hoping for miracles, she repeated the same words everyday.
'Don't lose hope'
'Don't give up.'
'Just need to work hard. Then someday-'
'Someday.... I'll see the fruit of my efforts.'
Mei blinked her eyes recalling the words that time. Her gaze locked on the outside world but her thoughts trapped in the past.
Remembering that she had thrown herself into studying herbal medicine, clutching to the fragile hope that there had to be something. Some cure, some remedy-that could save her mother.
Mei sighed and once again her past memory continued...
That time went on, her mother's condition didn't improve. She remained pale and still, her breath growing weaker by the day.
