In an orphanage at Kani, a remote place far away from the kingdom of Eriana. There lives a 10 year old boy--an orphan.

"Sinor! Come here for a moment, I need to talk to you about something." Mother shouted.

"What is it, Mother?" I replied while looking at the man and a woman Mother seems to be talking to.

"You're getting adopted!" Mother said, "Aren't you happy? This is perfect as you'll be celebrating your 11th birthday with your soon to be parents."

I was shocked by what Mother said. I felt extreme sadness when I thought of the things that would happen next. I won't see them anymore? I'm getting seperated from the other kids?

"W-what? I'm getting adopted? Why so soon? I'll be celebrating my 11th birthday in a week can't the adoption wait?" I said to Mother with a shocked yet sad tone.

"Oh don't talk like that! When you go and spend a little time with them I'm sure you'll forget about us." Mother comforted me.

What's that about spending a little time with them and then I'll forget about them? I'll forget about Mother and the other kids? No way. Is Mother saying that in a week or so of spending time with my soon to be parents I'll forget about all the times we spent the last 10 years?!

"What are you saying Mother! Are you saying that I won't see you ever again?" I said to Mother while tears began to fall from my eyes. "I don't want to be adopted! I want to stay here with you and the others!"

"No can do Sinor. Now go to the bedroom room and pack your stuff we'll be waiting here." Mother said

With no other choice, I went to the bedroom and packed my stuff. *I don't want to go. I want to stay here.

Some minutes later*...

I finished packing my things in a bag and went to Mother.

"Am I really leaving, Mother?" I asked.

"Yes, don't be sad. You can still visit us." Mother replied.

"Really?! Then the place I'll live in must be near here right?" I asked.

"No, the place you'll be living in is the kingdom." Mother replied.

I was shocked.

"The kingdom?! Isn't that the place where foods are delicious and people are rich?!" I said to Mother with a loud voice.

"Yes dear, now go with your "parents" and be happy." Mother said.

Everyone was at the gate. The maids, the kids, and Mother. They were all there to tell me goodbye. I had mixed emotions, I was sad and happy at the same time. I hope the new family I'll move in to is as happy as my past family. I got on the chaise with my new parents.

An hour passed...

Weird. An hour passed but I still didn't held a conversation with my new parents. Are they deaf? Mute? No, it can't be. How could they talk with Mother then? I tried several times beginning a conversation with them but they would just ignore me. I don't know but I feel uncomfortable and I think something bad will happen.

At last, we've arrived. It was a long trip that took about 4-5 hours and in addition to that, the awkward silence was killing me. They don't have even the tiny speck of interest in starting a conversation with me. They acted like I wasn't even there." The only times that they would speak was either they talk to the man controlling the horses or small talk between the two of them.

The house was big and fancy, a mansion. It was a bit bigger than the orphanage. I felt happy and uncomfortable at the same time. We went in. What awaited us was the hustle and bustle of the servants. It was noisy.

"Wilson, lead him to the basement." Father said to a guy that looks like a butler.

"Yes sir." Wilson replied with a funny yet fancy accent.

Wilson lead me to somewhere dark, I couldn't see a thing. Wilson lit up a torch.

"Where are we going, Mr. Wilson? I didn't hear where Father was ordering you to take me because of all the noise the maids were making." I asked Mr. Wilson.

"Father? Heh, You sure are an innocent little boy." Mr. Wilson replied smirking.

I don't know but I had a bad feeling and didn't bother to ask futher. We found a door that led downstairs. When we got at the bottom I saw a jail like room. Father's a noble so no surprise they'd have a jail room for bad guys.

Wilson grabbed me and threw me inside the jail like room. I was confused and afraid at the same time.

"Mr Wilson?! Why are you locking me up here?!" I said to Mr. Wilson as he locks the door of the jail like room.

"You'll be a slave and a plaything for our miss at the same time." Mr. Wilson replied

"W-what? Why?! I wanna go back home!" I shouted, yet there wasn't a single reply from Mr. Wilson as he walks up the stairs.

I cried. I cried for a long time. Then suddenly, a girl came from the stairs. She was a little girl in a white dress. I think we are of the same age.

"Hello slave, are you ready?" The girl said with a somewhat annoying and little voice.

"R-ready for w-what?" I replied stuttering.

"Your torture time of course! Now take your clothes off but keep the pants." The girl said.

"W-what?! No! I'd never take orders from you! Who are you anyway?!" I shouted at her.

"I'm the daughter of the owner of this house, of course. My father's name is Baron Furei." She said, "Now that I've answered your question, I think you prefer being tortured with clothes on?"

"No! Don't come near me" I screamed as she gets the key and whip from the wall.

The whip has spikes. It'll hurt real bad.

"Now, now. Don't cry you filthy thing." She said.

She unlocks the door and enters the room, she whips me and laughs the entire time. It hurts. It hurts so bad. I screamed my lungs out. I want it to stop. Please... it hurts. I cried.

Mother, I think I won't be celebrating any birthdays sooner or later.