Sleepysoul

Prologue

I opened my eyes and blinked a few times. I sense unfamiliarity, but I still cannot think straight about this feeling that makes me so uneasy. 

Who I am? Where am I? After the moment had passed, I got up from the bed and saw everything in a daze. I was in a single bed that was made from wood and a thin mattress. 

The smells of burning wood lingering and I saw a fireplace in the room. There are no memories in my head. 

I shake my head as hard as I can and hope that things will get back in place. And then I saw a piece of paper that crumbled at my hand.
 
“Dear Vierra, as you wish I erased your memory from your old life and granted you the cooking skills that will help you in this new world. And let the memory of your recipe from passed life remain. I Hope your new life will give you a better life. From me who cannot be named.”

I let out a heavy sigh. Is this some lame joke? There is a sling bag under the tiny table beside the bed. I found a diary with a name written in front of it. 

“Vierra Maverick”

World of Lost and Found

Lana answered my question. Far from mocking but its like she pitying them.


I look straight into Lana 's eyes. What she says just now?


"They were using their brewing potion for continue their life"


Greg answers my next question while he keeps pushing the crispy chicken skin into his mouth.


"They still survive in a big community at Dranthia Empire"


I nodded at Lana's words. It's possible to live like that?


"It's more like they refrain themself from eating food."


Father continues his words while there's a lemon sauce on his cheek and he just ignores it even mother nags at him.


"They were a community that came from mixed race. Mixed breeds were not welcome at most of Land and worse some of them were sold to the noble as slaves. Hundreds years ago, a man who was running from his master was saved by a half blind dwarf. The runaway slave pleaded with the dwarf to give him a place to call home. With the runaway slave were a bottle of liquor he stole from his master"


Everyone was listening and absorbed by father's story. Mother took a napkin and wiped the source on Ronan and Lorcan's cheek.


"The dwarf tasted the stolen fine liquor of the runaway slave and told him, if he can make a better taste of the liquor he would share their boulder land with them. The runaway slave then keeps his journey and meets a few cross breed slaves who run away from their masters."


"They met an old witch who was almost dying. They save her, and she teaches them about potion and brewing medicine. They didn't have magic to complete the potion but with the knowledge they soon developed a community who practise alchemy as part of their life."


Lorcan who blinked his eyes a few times then asked father who finally wiped his cheek clean and he gave a long burp on the table.


"Father, did they go back to the dwarf?"


Mother's eyes widened and she told Lorcan and Ronan to never do that at the table.


"They did. Dwarf was a clan who mined and did blacksmith for living. Dranthia was a land of a boulder where  have lots source of valuable minerals or other geological materials from the Earth"


My heart was beating and my brain suddenly rushed in with lots of kitchen appliance images.


Did everything come from my previous life knowledge?


I clenched my fist to hold from making a weird sound.


"The dwarf who loves alcohol soon accepts the new members in their land. They shared the land together with the benefit they gained from each other"


"Brother, didn't you have a friend from Dranthia? Last summer you took some jobs delivering raw materials for him"


"It's been a while since I met or heard about him. But he rarely talks about their life in his hometown. But Dranthia Kingdom was the most developed kingdom in this entire land."


Mother who mostly took care of the twins finally spoke. She looked happy on tonight's occasion.


"Of course they are. Dwarf the best creature handling the earth source they are really good at making things. While alchemists were the best in using their knowledge of the materials and developed things."


Her face was bright as she continued speaking.


"But it's a pity, they couldn't share it with the kingdom. They were still being belittled by others. Since their community was basically slaves."


"But I heard, they sold their potion to others. Their medicine was one of the best."


Alchemist and Dwarf.