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The first thing the youth saw after opening his eyes was the faint glow of light casting upon the ceiling above. Slowly, he pushed himself up, his gaze lowering to look down at his own body while lightly moving his hands to brush over his face.

The orb that had been hovering to the side shifted to a neutral grey. The voice was no longer void of warmth, and held a hint of pampering. "You'll be able to remain in your original form for this role, being as the character was never describe, there is no way for us to come up with a body for you." it spoke.

The youths eyes light up as he shifted to getting up, wanting to walk to the closest 'mirror' instead of going through the plot line. However, before he could push himself up onto his feet, he felt the weight of his body falling down, harshly thumping against the ground with a dazed expression.

looking down again, the youth stared at his legs that were unable to move, his expression confused before turning to look at the orb that was taken back itself...

The two stared at one another for a moment before the system shifted to a few colors before returning to the normal dull grey. "It appears that the 'host' was unable to walk....It is the only description that had been given upon much exploring. As for why, that is, there is no answers. This information was rather vague. It seems the Villain was the one to retain this information after much difficulty and deliberately concealed it for unknown reasons." it spoke softly.

The youth nodded before his eyes clouded over, the emotions he felt were foreign and caused him much confusion. Soon the door opened as a simple looking elder walked in, a void of emotion plastered on their face as the moved to assist the youth back up onto the bed, lightly patting their head before heading to get a change in clothing.

"Young Master, you should have called out if you woke up..." the elder spoke, his tone was just as emotionless as his expression, as if the person itself lacked a soul. The orb shifted, following the unknown character as it watched them with slight guarded emotions.

The elder then went about helping the youth dress before shifting him onto a makeshift chair that could be pushed about. It was a crude version of a wheelchair, having been created with less ideal material, but the outcome was the same.

Safely placed within the chair, the youth blinked a few times before turning to look at the Elder who had moved to await at the side. "You....Thank you." the boy then stated, his voice was soft and pleasant to listen to, perfectly fitting a graceful youth, though holding the tone more fitted for a young Lady rather than a Lord...

The Elders gaze shifted slightly, as if finally revealing a hint of what was inside, before shifting back to the blank look. It was hard for one to tell what their thoughts were. "Yes Young Master, I'll go finish preparing breakfast. Just call if you need me." he said, his tone was a bit softer, less cold then before.

The youth nodded before sending the male off, his gaze then turned to the chair, before he slowly began to awkwardly wheel himself to the side table, where a strange mirror rested. It had been created from a substance the youth hadn't seen before. It was the same as many of the older traditional copper mirrors, yet the center had a clear glass like reflection that allowed the youth to clearly see his own appearance.

The face was a small and soft childish expression, filled with innocents and hints of naivety. The small nose, lips that were small but lush, holding a soft pink that grew darker on the inner parts. They were adorable and ached one to kiss them.

His mint green eyes were different then any other he'd had before, making his unique beauty a bit to dazzling. Though he was male, with the hints of it showing, there was a softness to his beauty that made it hard for anyone one to call him 'manly'.

With a shift of his gaze, he turned to look at the Orb of light that was waiting off to the side, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You lied...." he said in a tone that held a pouting sound. The wronged expression leaking through the blank one he wore.

The Orb shifted from its dull grey to a slightly embarrassed color before going back to the dull grey. "I did not. You are very handsome." the Orb stated while pushing its own hidden thoughts down. It was true, the youth was really beautiful, which one would call 'handsome' when speaking to a male. However, the youths looks were more at line with calling gorgeous instead. The ambiguous features made it easy for any gender to hold pleasant thoughts of the youth.