Assert me dominance

Into a land of wonderful and colorful flowers, where a vast blue sea shone into the clouded grey iris. There, Seojin was gloried. He laughed and smiled as if he had all the wonderful things in his life. His mother sat next to him kissing his cheek and giving him motherly love. They were together happily. Having no fears about anything. Just loving themselves for an eternity.

"Seojin, my beautiful son…I'm sorry." 

Seojins mother seemed to get blurry and started to vanish from his sight. She started to fade and it felt like she was getting farther and farther away from Seojin. 

Seojin was scared. He started chasing after his mother as she kept getting more blurred and escaping his vision. But it was too late and she already faded into the mist

Seojin turned around to see that his wonderland was gone, and the only scenery he could see was pitch black emptiness. Like if there were no lights to a room, and nothing to grasp too. 

In the corner of his eye, he saw something. He turned around to look at it face on. He could only see a small light. The light was getting brighter and bigger as it seemed like it was getting closer to him. The closer it got, the more he could see. It was a woman with curly hair and a long wavy dress, and although he couldn't see her face, he felt a slight sense of relief, that he wasn't alone in this dark and empty pit. 

The woman was already 4 feet away from Seojin and that's where she stopped from getting closer. 

The woman started speaking in an enchanted and relaxed voice, "Seojin, would you want to know more about yourself? Do you have questions that you can't ask anyone?"

Seojin stood speechless. Who was this woman who appeared in Seojins dream? Seojin was hard at thinking, beginning to collect words to tell the unknown woman. He began to mutter his words. "I- I don't know what I am.."

The woman began to get closer to Seojin. As she got close, she raised her hand and caressed Seojins cheek. "Seojin, the answer is simple. You are a witch." She had a small smile as she retracted her hand.

From those words, Seojin's eyes widened. He was in a state of shock. Back on earth, in the land where Seojin lives, witches are a rare species. 

Witches were hated on humankind as they were known to bring evil into the human world. Humankind would remove these witches by their tactics of torture. But witches weren't easily removed. They didn't die as easily as humans did. They were stronger and more powerful, by unknown magic that surrounded them. The more people they kill, the more powerful they get. It was a known tale spread by the people, but no one knows the truth. The people just spread things about the witches to make themselves feel more secure, whether it is true or not. One thing humans were able to catch is that silver weakens the witches. They fall to their knees and aren't able to use their recovery abilities if stabbed by silver and not treated. And it is known that witches cannot consume pigs nor pig blood. If so, it would react as a poison and their bodies would gradually become weakened. The more they consume the more their bodies will fail and die, like a disease. 

Seojin began to come to his senses. He let his words wind, "A witch, I am a witch…" Seojin crumbled up his lips, trying to let a smile out. 

"Madam, may I know how I am a witch..?" Seojin tilted his head to look at the ground from shame. 

The unknown woman let out a soft laugh. "Seojin. you're mother was glad to know you were chosen to be a witch"

"Chosen?"

Seojin seemed surprised. Witches were supposed to be chosen? He thought from rumors that witches were humans who begged to be one or raised from the depths of hell. 

There, his dream began to crumble. Like shattered glass, as he started falling from an unknown height. And the unknown woman wasn't to be seen. Seojin was screaming from fear as he fell from a bottomless pit. All of a sudden he felt dizzy in his dream, and it returned to pitch darkness.

Gasp. Seojin sat up and he found himself lying on grass, surrounded by animals from the wild. Seojin was sitting in a forest at midnight. 

He raised up his hand and lifted up his shirt, it revealed that his body was left with no marks. No detection if he was previously stabbed. Zero evidence of slaughter…

All of his memories began to recollect. Mimic voices of the unknown woman began to play in Seojins head. He remembered the words 'chosen' as his face got disturbingly cold.

He stood up and started walking. He didn't know where to go but he knew that the tactics of dying were useless. It was useless of him crying anymore, because no one would hear him. Gushing out his guts and pestering for a better life. He knew he had to get his life together. To live on like his mother asked. But how.

Seojin was a commoner, a peasant. He didn't have the education to apply to the Korean civil service exam nor go running around stores gaining scraps for change. His only result was a use of his body. 

A fourteen year old body, already destroyed with no instincts of living. He was a broken child, mimicking an adult's life. But a way to use his body is to sell it. His choice was to enter the red light district and work as a kisaeng, a doll.

(Kisaeng:working prostitute position). 

Seojin was already born with outstanding features. Small lips, long bottom lashes, silk long hair, porcelain skin, and the most noticeable of them all, cloudy grey eyes. The features that catch the attention of the crowd, and the eyes of beasts.

He walked to the town where he was previously killed off. It was already late at night and there were fewer people around. Seojin was walking around with a bloody shirt, stained with his old blood. As he walked, he saw a man in the distance.

That man was alone, and Seojin had a murderous intent. The man was peacefully walking along the dirt path, and Seojin got closer. Seojin kept quiet, like a shadow, seeking for the opportunity to attack the lone man.

As the man wasn't paying attention to his surroundings, Seojin seeped in for the opening to kill this man with his bare hands. He grabbed the man's neck and started to suffocate him. Seojins build wasn't the strongest, but his old fatigued body now felt stronger and lighter.

His old body wouldn't be able to suffocate the man like he is now. As the man fought against Seojin, Seojin had him in a rear naked choke that made the man unable to breath or move. The man took his last breath, relaxed all his muscles and died from Seojins tangle. 

Seojin tossed away the dead body, picked up and made him lean against him, shoulder to shoulder. Seojin walked himself and the dead body to a nearby alley, where he can swap clothes from the dead man's body. 

He lifted up his old shirt to change to the new one. He brushed off the remaining dirt on the new shirt that belonged to a commoner, and just left the dead man revealed. He didn't bother to bury him or do anything. He just left him like an open crime scene. 

Seojin walked and went to a restaurant where there would be drunk nobles. The same restaurant where it started. As he arrived, he put on the act of a damsel in distress. In hopes of men taking his bait.

One drunk noble man walked up to Seojin. "Pretty thing, hiccup-are you lost, puppy?" The drunken noble had that look in his eyes, the eyes of a wolf. Seojin looked him in the eyes. 

The drunken noble was taller than Seojin and made Seojin tilt his head up. 

Seojin looked at the man with a desperate state. Pleading for a dominant man to take him away. This was Seojins form of manipulation to trick the man to take him to the red light district. 

The drunken man was caught in oz. Seojin was so dazzling in his wolf eyes, it made the man think of one thing. 

The drunken noble let out a grin. "Pretty thing, would you like to come with-hiccup- me, to the red light district. Although you are a man, I'm sure they would accept you." 

"Yes my lord. I will accompany you there." 

Seojin and the drunken noble walked in the dirt path where he would soon enter the red light district, and start his new life…

As he would wish.

Seojin walked alongside the drunken noble and after a 10 minute walk, they arrived at the red light district.

Seojin's face stood idle. He knew what would approach him as he walked near the entrance door. The drunken noble and he entered and were able to afford a room to themselves. Seojin was nervous, his body was shakey of thinking about what would happen next.

The drunken noble sat down and asked Seojin to sit next to him. He knew the moment he would sit down, it would all begin. As he sat down, the drunken noble groped his thigh, started panting for more of Seojin. 

But Seojin was trying to keep his composure as it was happening. He laid on the floor as the drunken noble pushed him down and started groping his body more.

Seojins face was frightened. A cold hearted man who is still affected by trauma. How will I continue to run down this path…Seojin turned away as he thought that.

The further the drunken noble went, the more disgusted Seojin felt. It was over 20 minutes till the drunken noble stopped. 

Seojins body was sore all over with fluids inside him, his face felt blue just looking at this man. 

The drunken noble was laying down feeling refreshed. 

Seojin took a glance at him and took a bottle to his hands. He smashed the bottle towards the noble man's face, leaving glass shards inside his face. 

Blood was all over Seojin and around the man's face. Towards the point the drunken noble was no longer the same image.

But that was an imaginary scene, Seojin thought in his head. He knew he couldn't be able to kill a noble, only man.