He was standing with blood dripping from all over his body. That place was dark and reeking; it was a dump, and there was no way out. He was hiding behind garbage tank.
"Where the hell did he go? He should be near. Search everywhere." A voice came from outside the dump alley. Four men were searching for him. Had he done something? No. He was the guy who got bullied for nothing, but now it had gone too far.
'Get lost and die, you fuckers!' wounded guy thought.
His name was Loki. An average human, unpopular with women, too ugly to get bullied often. He was good at one thing, though: he never thought he could be good even if he tried, and that was what led him to this lifestyle.
Running footsteps were getting closer and closer to him. He was too scared to even let out a sigh.
Then those running steps stopped at the entrance of the dump alley…
"Ahh, he's here! Everyone." A voice erupted, and following the voice, the other three members came there.
"You've got the guts to hide from us, ahh," a man with a scar on his face shouted.
"Give him a little compliment for it, Shira," another guy with blonde hair said from behind him. The other two guys smirked behind them.
There was no other way to escape, and Loki didn't even have the strength to try. All he could do was endure what those guys were about to do.
They started to hit him with their bare hands and whatever they could pick up.
Loki just shielded himself. He couldn't do anything except that. He gave up on running, he gave up on living, he gave up on everything.
They got bored of just punching him. They left him in that dump alley with blood dripping everywhere.
After 15 minutes…
A cop was patrolling the area. He saw trash spread out from the alley. 'Cats these days keep increasing. What a pain,' he thought.
But when the cop got closer to the alley, he saw blood flooding from it. He went in to see what had happened. Then he saw Loki lying there unconscious, with a lot of blood dripping from all over his body. The cop called an ambulance for Loki. He searched his pockets for an address. He found his student identity card…
Name: John Loki
Batch: 2025–26
Department: Business
Blood: O+
The cop flipped the card to see the back and saw the address and emergency contact number on it. He immediately called that number to inform them, but unfortunately no one picked up. So the cop went with Loki to the hospital in the ambulance. But things never go the way we want. On the way to the hospital, Loki lost his life due to heavy blood loss.
***
[At the top of Great Thalia, Elven Forest]
In a golden chamber tinted with gold and darkened by night, a man was sitting on a throne, and another man was kneeling before him - head bowed…
"The baby was born, and it's healthy. The priest said a great level of mana was leaking from the baby. If possible, the baby can surpass even you, Your Highness," the kneeling man said.
"Good. Bring the baby to me in the morning. I, the King of Elves - Charlatan - will name the baby," the man sitting on the throne, the king, said.
"I understand, Your Highness. I will take my leave now," the kneeling man said and left the chamber.
'For 360 years, no one has been born with the talent to surpass me, not even my previous kids. But this baby, my seventh wife's first child, was born to surpass me,' the king thought.
But there was another baby born in the forest, where dark elves and wood elves live. When that baby was born, his mother died, and his father was nowhere near to know that he had a baby. The king and high elves - sun elves and moon elves - don't concern themselves with the elves who live in the forest. That baby now had no mother, and his father was nowhere near, but he had one person: his father's friend - Sky Jewellers - who never knew emotion. He always cared about war because he was a warrior elf.
The warrior elf, Sky Jewellers, had light brown skin, green eyes, and braided brown hair. He had no experience with kids because he had been on the battlefield or training field from a young age. For 200 years, the war had continued, and now peace was truced. The baby slept through the night with the old lady, who was more like the village elder.
By morning, the baby at Thalia's top was named after the previous king - Shira Silvers, and the baby in the forest was named - Elrohir Chariot.