Chapter 1: The mysterious performer

Blood bath everywhere, layer upon layer of thousands of corpse piled up like a mountain. The moon was crimson as the blood ocean on that endless night of the war against the Blood moon's reaper. All of the races united to defeat the devious reaper, but their force wasn't enough! he was so cruel! He kills anyone!

The high sectors of Elves!

"Lumiere-sama please have mercy!"

His own people!

"please don't kill us your grace!"

Even innocents!

"No! Please I'm begging you! Not my son he didn't do anything! He has nothing to do with you!"

Even the witch empire that he conquered on his own wasn't exempted!

"S..second lord Cecil... P..please our empire has been on good terms for long time- we-"

Every single of them begged for their lives! But none of them was spared! Before anyone could finish their word he would slash them with his mimic sword! He killed over 3,000 lives! He didn't show any mercy at all! He even killed his own family!

"That's so cruel"

His big brother Lord Aki leader of the blood moon empire even begged to their parents that, if they could spare the reaper's life because he used sinister magic and killed the high sectors of Elves. But in the end The lord has regretted what he did . He said that if he could only bring back the time he shouldn't have begged for the reaper's life.

"He's so cruel! How could he do that to his own family!"

"Yeah!"

The united nations have lost hope because the reaper was so powerful. They said that he could conquer the whole world! He have the ability to wield the legendary mimic sword and the old violin of the Angel of death! That prestigious violin was indeed powerful! it can call any kind of spirits or familiar and make them submit to the wielder of the violin! With those items he's invincible! But there's more! The certain Blood moon's reaper also have his own special enchantment that makes anyone have a curse mark! Anyone who have a curse mark will be submitted to him against their will! If they resist, their life will be the cost. not only that! They said that once you have that spider lily curse mark of him he can do anything to you! Kill you multiple times and revive you again just so you can suffer with pain!

"That's terrifying!"

The lower ranks Gods and Goddess even went down to eliminate the reaper but it was still not enough!

"Eh?! But how did they managed to defeat the devious reaper?" Another person said.

Good question I'm just about to tell it . Thanks to the leader of the Blue moon vampire- Lord Kurayami , they managed to defeat him. They said that the majesty did pretend to be the reaper's best friend and when he got the chance, he stabbed the reaper on his back . The reaper has this terrified look!

"Hah! imagine being betrayed by your best friend " a person commented.

"Serves him right!"

"Indeed!"

"Curse him to death!"

"What happened to the corpse of the reaper after that? Did they burnt it or fed it to hungry wolves?" someone asked.

The time when the reaper died, his body disappeared.

"Eh what do you mean by that?"

"Wait it disappeared?! Then could this be that the reaper was still alive or maybe he became a furious yokai! And now he is revenging!" "Remember what have just happened to Augustus clan last week ! Maybe it's his doing!" a person said.

"Idiot! That's absurd! Didn't the culprit was caught already and hanged publicly?!" a person replied.

"Yeah that's right. Don't be ridiculous!"

"Hey gramps enough luring us with that old stories. We didn't come here for that shit! one person said.

"Yeah we didn't came for that story! We came here to watch the violin and dance performance of that masked woman! Where is she ?!"

"Yeah that's right!"

The people started to chatter.

Sitting in the edge corner of the forbidden house, where every forbidden doings were being performed, A soft and calming voice of an elegant and handsome boy who wears in black, Sincerely apologizing at his modest to his master because of the chaotic place he brought him to.

"My lord I'm so sorry I didn't brought you on this kind of place just you to hear their bullshits . Don't worry I'll do something so you can watch the performance now"

the master replied.

"No there's no need to rush I'll just wait the performance." Voice was cold enough to make someone froze in an instant yet at the same time it was soothing. anyone who hears it will feel butterfly in their stomach and make them anxious,because they wouldn't be able to tell if that person were angry or it's just part of him being polite. But this butler was indeed has an exeption. He nonchalantly replied to his master. Semmingly he fully understands him. "As you wish my Lord" perhaps it was because of how long he has been serving his master. The master's eyes were angelic. It was blue as ocean, but a prejudice that his heart were just As ice cold as how beautiful his eyes was couldn't be worn off.

Suddenly the middle aged story teller infront of the stage disappered. He was dragged by a middle aged woman at the backstage. People who was watching was was so confused and they started to chatter again.

Meanwhile at the backstage the woman who dragged the story tellery was enraged.

" where the heck is that useless bastard! Find him right now! The good looking noble there looks so annoyed! I think he's about to leave ! Hurry up and find him! I swear after this I'll punish that bastard!" Hearing that, cold went down on the spine of the story teller. He was really frighten like a rat. He barely managed to let out words on his mouth. "Y..yes my love I'll.. I'll find him! " he said trembly.

The story teller immediately dashed off. Before he managed to fully get out from the house from the backstage, he saw a young man entering the other passage of the forbidden house. At the right side of the young man there's a 2 piled boxes that heights about 5 feet and a drum that is nearly tall as the boxes. The young man was so tall. he's also slim and has a snow-white skin tone. His hair was pitch black. You can consider him pretty, but if you take a good look at his face, he can be also extremely handsome.

The story teller immediately dashed into him and pinch the ears of the poor young man.

" you brat where the hell have you been! The audience has been waiting for you for ages!"

The lad replied ."I'm sorry." his eyes were teary like a frighten poor puppy but his aura is so cold. A tear of a needle concealed in silk floss. the story teller's face turned pale for a moment because of the aura he felt, but seeing the lad's reaction he just disregard what he felt. his face color turned red

"Tch! Just hurry up and perform at the stage!"

The young man politely replied. "Yes master I understand."

The lad then picked up the tanuki mask above the 2 piled boxes at his right side. he wears the mask then proceeds at the backstage.

The stage was pretty spacious. Place sure was big, containing over 100 Different kinds of people. Some were different kinds of Demi-humans, few were witches and most were Humans. All of them were affluent and has strong connections at the top of their empires.

All of them gathered for one thing, or perhaps two different thing? Well either of two, both are the same thing. They all gathered just for them to witness a forbidden performance from a mysterious forbidden performer.

Standing at the right side of the stage were crowds were cheering, The story teller introduced the lad with an enthusiastic voice.

"Ladies and gentle men thank you for your patience. This is what you've been waiting for! Our mysterious forbidden performer!"

Entering the stage, the whole place fired up. A warm applause and cheers from welcomed the lad. People were hyped as if their aristocrats manner were removed.

"Wooo"

"Woohoo"

With a single hold gesture from the story teller, all the noise was gone.

"Okay time for voting! What do you guys want to see the violin performance or the dancing?"

That's right. You didn't read it wrong. The Reason why all those aristocrats gathered, is just because of a violin performance and a dance.

over two thousand years ago, playing violin- no the violin itself have been prohibited in the three realms; Celestial realm, human realm, and Underworld realm.

The Queen of the celestial Realm ordered it, fearing that the prestigious violin of the "Angel of Death" will be found and used again. the queen came up with this idea so that the time the violin showed itself, no one will be able to use it.

fortunately after over two thousand years a forbidden House suddenly pop out of nowhere running all around the world performing forbidden performance with a mysterious performer.

Sure the forbidden house boomed in an instant. With many wicked aristocrats in different empire.

The crowd was noisy again. Every side was yelling different word.

"Violin! Violin!"

"No! Dance performance!"

Everyone was starting to argue with each other.

"Okay okay calm down everyone. Now let's place our money and see what will our performer do."

People started to line up two ways to place their money on a strange item that looks like idk. the right side was for violin while the other was for dancing. Lots of peopke placed their money on dancing and so on violin performance.

Both sides were almost at the same amount. The story teller was having difficulty to announce what will the performer do.

Suddenly, a tall handsome blackhaired young man placed a whole brief case of goldbar at the right side.

All the people in the house went froze. Who the hell would spend whole brief case of gold bars just to see a violin performance from a shady performer? Even if it's been over two thousand years since violin was prohibited, no sane aristocrat would spend a whole 5 gold bar that as if it's just a coin!

The handsome blackhaired young man succintly said, "Is it not enough?"

The story teller only let out an "Ah..." with a fuzzy voice.

"Not?" The handsome young man said.

The lad on the other side was dying from ages. Sitting with leg crossed at the center of the stage with his hand on his cheeks.

What the hell! Why is that old man taking so long to anounce what will I do! Did he forgot how to read numbers? Haa... I already made everything easy for them! I made a machine that counts money! Only he will do is to read the amount! How could that old man be so stupid!

The lad stand up and sneaked to see what's happening; The scene he saw exactly was this:

People on line up were on chaos, Albert,the storyteller, went froze and everyone was surrounding a tall handsome young man who wears black and holding a brief case of gold bar.

What heck!? Is that a brief case of gold bar?! Did he placed that for my performance?! Is that man insane?!

The Young man in black took out another brief case containing tons of gold bar again.

"Is it enough?" The young man in black said.

All of the aristocrats were stunned again.

The story teller then anounced the result.

"Okay so our mysterious performer will do a violin performance!"

Crowds were still in silent after showing off tons of money, but then silence was broke when the mysterious performer stepped in.

"Woohoo!"

The aristocrats hyped like an animal again.

With a single gesture of his bow, the crowds went silent.

Slender and elegant posture, Holding the bow with the violin resting on his neckbone, The mysterious performer started to play the violin...

As the first stroke was made, the melody flew beautifully like a flying fiery moth illuminating the dark forbidden house. Melody is so smooth like an early autumn breeze.

The anguish expression of the aristocrats changed. They were enlightened and felt light.

As the mysterious performer stroke his bow against the violin, his feet was moving synchronized and was dancing.

Suddenly a strong wind blows and the stage illuminated amethyst. Scattered petals of hyacinth flew along with it dancing with the performer.

As the mysterious performer move,the Luminous hyacinth follows him.

The performer moved left and so the hyacinth did. He then moved again on right and so the hyacinth followed again.

What is this? Some sort of magic?,thought the young man

The hyacinth suddenly moves infront the performer and made him stepped back.

The hyacinth moves again. Looking into them, the mysterious performer seems like dancing with flowers.

Audience were astonished from what they're seeing. Playing the violin while dancing with a ghost elegantly sure is jaw dropping.

With a final stroke and final move the mysterious performer ends the performance.

People were silent and after a seconds the crowds went cheering and gave a warm applause.

The mysterious performer looked left and right, finding the caster of the flowers.

Where is that person!? Where are they!?

Before he could even find the caster, the curtain was closed. But before the curtain closed, he saw a glimpse of an illuminating ocean blue eyes at the end corner of the house.

Seeing that,The mysterious performer immediately removed his mask and promptly leave from the backstage to go and find that person. But when he goes down from the backstage, he encounter a fat and ugly beard noble middle age man that looks like a rat.

"That performance was really nice and awesome." Mister Wickins said.

At first glance you could tell that this person won't do anything good in world. His face can't be also trusted and look like a pervert.

The lad couldn't help but to curse on his thoughts and replied to the rat man politely.

"I'm glad mister Wickins liked the performance."

"Ah... Yes I really Liked it. Next time we meet I'll pay you thrice , but this time you'll be the violin and I'll make you produce a loud and lewd melody" Mister Wickins said as he grope the performer's ass.

"Hngh..."

Pervert I'll kill you! I swear to all Gods I'll fucking kill you! Just be thankful I want to be low profile as possible!

the fat and ugly beard noble then left.

"******* , come on don't you think this feels good?"

"Ugh I feel like throwing up..."said the lad.

Suddenly a loud and ugly voice belongs to an ugly man yelled.

"Lumiere! Where the hell have you wonder you damn brat! " Albert said angrily.

"I am really sorry master." Lumiere cried as bows down.

"We nearly lost money! Thank goodness the audience was satisfied and that handsome man in black left a lot of gold bars!" The storyteller said as he pinch Lumiere's ears and dragged him to the attic.

Attic wasn't that big it was also dark with only a candle on the top of a table in the middle, lighting up the whole place. There are also 2 chairs along with the table. On the right side five steps away from the table, there's a small night table with a height of about 72 cm with 3 old and thick books on top of it.

"Master... hic... please stop it hurts" Lumiere sobbed

"This hurts? What hurts huh?!" Albert said as he pushed Lumiere. Lumiere's head was bumped into the night table as heavy books fell on the top of him.

"Ahh" Lumiere groane for Work

Suddenly, a croaked and ugly voice of a middle aged woman spoke up.

Enraged eyes wrinkled face and an ugly face. She's wearing a decent clothing but giving off the vibes of a filthy gangster.

"You damn useless bastard! If you didn't showed up how many money you could have wasted huh?! Those gold bars must've been wasted you scum!"

Terissa cried as she slapped the poor face of the lad.

Lumiere's cheeks have reddened and his mouth drip some blood.

"I'm sorry" Lumiere sobbed again.

"Sorry my ass ! You must take your punishment for this! Albert get my thorny- whip!" The woman ordered fiercely.

"Hah anyway it's not that as if you'll get another performance after this. Idk my whip!"

"!"

"Ah..ah yes my love " Albert said tremblingly

He immediately sprint towards the night table and get the thorny whip.

As soon as he gets it, he immediately hands it over to his wife.

"Tch! You really is good-for-nothing! We adopt you,fed you , clothed you,we even let you live on our roof for years! then this is just what you'll gonna do to us?! Huh?! At least pay up all of the money we've wasted up to you! " Terissa said as she strikes Lumiere.

The sound of the whip is so sharp like a surging wind. Lumiere's clothes torn into pieces. Blood drips from his body as the strikes keep coming like a tornado.

Lumiere's body slowly giving up. Every whips he'll spit blood. His hands on the floor while supporting his limping body.