Jace's P.O.V
The sun beans flickered through the broken piece of crap I call a window. Since when I was born I never got to meet my parents. Then I was adopted by a farmer who was poorer than a chruch rat. But after he died, I was left to fend for myself.
Sometimes, I would sleep with an empty stomach.
Sometimes I wouldn't have the money to buy the seeds to plant. But I always remember the words of my adopted father, "Never think less but strive for more and you will see the greater good"
As I got up from the bed, I could hear the sound of fight from the couple upstairs.
"Come on, why do you have to fight everyday." I muttered to myself.
Then a mocking voice in my head said, "You can't interfere, you're just a 18 years old man that reeks of bad luck."
After a few minutes, I was ready to sell my harvested crops at the market. I just hope that those proud Chi Knights would not be at the marketplace.
I packed the harvested crops into my old Crystal wagon (No it's not made of crystal. But it function on Crystal which makes it move.)