His Arrival 1

[A/N : since the turning point of this novel is getting near, I'll announce this already. After chapter 157, I'll take a month break to start stacking up some chapters. And I'll probably upload some chapters from my other novel, I Ascended From The Top Without Talent (or Talentless Ascension for short), while stacking up some chapters to upload in this novel.

Also, I'll try to make my other novel a little realistic. In truth, I only created this novel as the prototype and to gain experience in writing. But, I sincerely hope that you, readers, still read this and that novel whenever you had some free time to spare.]

*Flip*

Flipping the pages of his notebook, a young man who seemed to be at least 17 years old or above, took out a pen from the pen holder from his table.

With a genuine smile, the boy started writing something to his diary.

[𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓓𝓲𝓪𝓻𝔂,

𝓣𝓸𝓭𝓪𝔂, 𝓜'𝓵𝓪𝓭𝔂 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓘 𝓿𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓶𝔂 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓭 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓫𝓻𝓸𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓪𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓬𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓮𝓻𝔂. 𝓘𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓮𝓷 𝓪𝔀𝓱𝓲𝓵𝓮 𝓷𝓸𝔀 𝓼𝓲𝓷𝓬𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓪𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓘'𝓿𝓮 𝓿𝓲𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓘'𝓿𝓮 𝓽𝓻𝓾𝓵𝔂 𝓶𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓮𝓭 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓶...

𝓐𝓵𝓽𝓱𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱𝓼 𝓼𝓽𝓲𝓵𝓵 𝓱𝓾𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓶𝓮 𝓲𝓷 𝓶𝔂 𝓭𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓶𝓼 𝓼𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓼, 𝓘'𝓶 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓰𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓪 𝓵𝓲𝓮 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓼𝓪𝔂𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓘'𝓶 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓹𝔂. 𝓦𝓱𝔂? 𝓑𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮𝓲𝓻 𝓭𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓱 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓘'𝓿𝓮 𝓶𝓮𝓽 𝓜'𝓵𝓪𝓭𝔂, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓰𝓮𝓽 𝓱𝓲𝓻𝓮𝓭 𝓫𝔂 𝓜𝓪𝓭𝓪𝓶 𝓽𝓸 𝓫𝓮 𝓪 𝓫𝓾𝓽𝓵𝓮𝓻 𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓾𝓹𝓵𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝔂𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓼 𝓪𝓰𝓸... 𝓐𝓷𝓭 𝓲𝓽 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓬𝓪𝓾𝓼𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓲𝓽, 𝓽𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓘...]

When he was about to write the last line to his diary before calling it a day, a beautiful black-haired girl, who's probably at the same age as him, walked up to him and nudged him on his shoulder from behind.

The boy became surprised because of this, as he hurriedly closed his diary to hide what he was currently writing from her.

"What are you doing?" She asked, seemingly curious after seeing that the boy was writing something from his diary.

"Nothing..." The boy replied, turning his head aside, embarrassedly.

Furrowing her brows, the noble young lady pulled his back behind the chair and quickly sat down to his lap. She then placed both her hands to his cheeks and impassively demanded, "Tell me, what are you even writing?"

Their faces was an inch away from each other. The boy could feel her warm breathes touching his face.

With a reddened face, the boy turned his head to the side. Secretly glancing at her from the side, he spoke, "M'lady, a noble lady shouldn't have this kind of behavior... It's unladylike."

"Why do you care? Also, you're not answering my question."

"But, still... It's required for a noble lady like you to act properly; or else, Madam might end up punishing you for your behavior."

"Mhm... I'm sure that Mother won't do that. You know her, she's always acting more childish than me."

"...You're being too confident."

"That's because it's important for a lady to act confident." She caressed his cheeks and continued, "Anyway, seriously, what are you even writing? ...Is it perhaps a novel?! Did you finally decided to write something?" Her stern expression was suddenly replaced by excitement. She was very happy at the moment, that she couldn't even contain it.

The moment the boy heard the word 'novel', he turned his head back to face her, which he regretted almost immediately.

Seeing her devilish yet charming smile, that was very unlikely from her usual cold and stern expression, adding the fact that their face was an inch away from each other and her breathes touching his face, his face immediately went back to being red in just a second.

While stuttering, he tried his hardest to speak, "Y-you do k-know that there's a reason why I can't do that, right...?" He couldn't properly look at her straight in the eyes, so the boy took a decision to look down.

After hearing what he said, the girl finally realized that what she thought was wrong. Bitting her lower lips, her tight grip from his shoulder slowly weakened.

"Sorry..."

Without even wasting a second, the boy replied, "Apology accepted."

It became silent for a few moments after that.

"Hey..."

"...?"

The one who broke the quick silent was the girl. She said, "If you had a chance to write a story what would you like call it?"

"..."

Seeing that the boy was not giving her a reply, the girl decided to lift his chin up and speak up with a grin, "If you don't answer this one, I'll kiss you."

Sighing exasperatedly, the boy gave a light head shake before giving a reply, "It's kinda boring, but... I guess I would like to call it..."

Turning his notebook to the back and opening it's last page, he wrote.

"{Revived Or Reunion}."

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[Congratulations, Player!]

[You have successfully regained Lucius past life memories.]

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"How annoying..."

Hearing the continuous buzzing notification that was coming from my phone, I sat up from my bed and gently scratched the back of my head before picking it up.

[*Ding!*]

[You have a visitor!]

𝘈 𝘷𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳...? I pondered, 𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘳, 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦? Placing my fingers under my chin, I thought of the possible people who could have been my current visitor.

𝘔𝘰𝘴𝘴? 𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮, 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘮𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘺𝘦𝘵. 𝘈𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯? 𝘚𝘢𝘮𝘦 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦 𝘢𝘴 𝘔𝘰𝘴𝘴. 𝘈𝘴 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘋𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘢, 𝘐 𝘢𝘭𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘺 𝘢𝘴𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘣𝘶𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘧 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘥𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘥𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰... 𝘌𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘰𝘳? ...𝘞𝘢𝘪𝘵, 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘵𝘰𝘰𝘬 𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘦 𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘯𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵?

I stood up, placing my phone back to the table before walking towards the cabinet to look for my clothes as I continued to ponder.

After a few moments, I stopped after a quick realization.

*Thud!*

I unconscioualy dropped the T-shirt I was about to put on, as I hurriedly picked my phone up once again from the table.

[From 44 minutes ago...]

Upon seeing this, even without wearing my clothes on to cover my bare upper body, I quickly opened the door, just to see some familiar (son of a bitch) guy pushing Ellie on the wall.

It was the last person I could think of...

"Zander..."

It was none other than Lucius' fucked up brother.

𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯... I thought.

When I turned my attention to Eleanor, who was currently being pushed to the corner of the wall by my brother, with an impassive face, I felt that my anger was swelling up at rapid speed.

𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘪𝘮...

"Huh?"

Upon noticing the coldest from the air, Zander turned his head to look around.

By the time he noticed me, it was already too late. My fist covered his whole sight the moment he turned his head towards my direction. He knew it. His senses was right. It was coming right straight to his face, and there was nothing he could do since he couldn't react on time.

He was thrown back to the floor after I punched him on the face.

"You! I'll tell about this to father, you bast--"

"Why don't you try?" I cut his last sentence off before he could even curse at me. Lowering my body slightly until my face was a meter away his ear, I said, "That stupid old man is nothing to me."

Indeed. Although the two of them were spoiled rotten by their father, Zander was still favored the most. If he were to even tell a lie about Lucius acting too arrogant, their father would immediately punish Lucius without even hearing his story. The worse part is, if their father were to pick who will remain alive in a death game, there's no doubt that he'll choose that bitch.

Doesn't he even know the golden rule saying that every parents should believe and protect his or her child even if they were the ones who's wrong, rather than believing other unrelated children?

By him believing his fake child rather than his real own blood-related son... This much already explains what kind of father is he.

Stepping onto the back of his head with my foot, I spoke, "You can insult me, beat me, humiliate me all you want; however, if you try to do something to someone important to me, you'll have to face some consequences, brother." Soon after I said this, I axed kick him on the back of his head.

*-Thud!*

He fell flat on the floor. When he was about to lift himself up, I once again stepped on him. But this time, I was stepping on his back. I then continued to speak, "You can explain what happened between us today to that stupid old man. But before I forget, tell him that the 'useless bitch' will now be living independent without using his last name from now on, and that he should fuck himself up and leave me alone. Because if he didn't, I'll put the both of you in my closet like the others."

Feeling humiliated, Zander grinded his teeth in anger as he tried to forcefully lift himself up from the floor. "You...!" Even whilst he used his mana, he couldn't even lift his body a meter up. He was suppressed with only one foot on his back... By someone who's supposed to be weaker than him! Who wouldn't feel humiliated by this?

"You basta-!?"

"Shut up."

Before he could even curse at me, I grabbed his hair and silenced him by smashing his head to the floor.

*Crash!*

It was then the door was barged open...

"What's going on here?"

It looks like our little protagonist in this memory has arrived...

...𝘋𝘢𝘮𝘯𝘪𝘵.