*Inside an Hospital room, A Man in his late 20's lay on white bed having several Medical Machines around him. The Man had pale face and Crealy visible bones due to breaking down of his body.*
"Ah, To think i would waste my life like this. I truly am useless."
*Ethan mumbels to himself casting a gaze out from the Window where the Sun has begun to set.*
"From Childhood, I had no one, I lived alone, Grew alone and even at my end moments, I am fighting alone to this uncurable Disease."
*Ethan has been diagnosed with an Uncurable disease, Even the Doctors can't understand its root cause let alone try to minimise it. All Ethan could do was countdown his Days that he has left.*
'Ahh, Atlast. I will be going from this Trash world. There is not a single thing about this place that I will miss',*Ethan thinks to himself.*
*Casting his gaze away from the setting sun and to the Pile of Books that lay around his bed. They were Novels of all sort, Fantasy, Romance, Revenge and so on.
"Uh, I guess I will miss few."
*Ethan is a Novel Enthusiastic who had read countless novels and Wish to have a loveing Family that has been portrayed in the Novels.*
*A Heavy Sigh escapes from Ethan's lips.*
"Does it matter? I have been diagnosed with an Uncurable disease that I have no idea off and On top of that, I Don't have an- *Cough!* *Cough*, Uh...It's taking effect again."
*Ethan was an Orphan who has grew up alone in an Orphanage. The other kids in the Orphanage didn't ever Tried to Be friends with Ethan because of How Nervous and Weak he was. When he grew up taking a job, He didn't had anyone who he can talk to, So his Only way to Express himself became Novel. He Read Novels of all sort Mixing with the Endless stories to forgot how lonely he was in the real world...but, The Truth soon hit him like Punch to the face when he was Diagnosed with an Uncurable disease, There was no one who can take care of him, as a result Ethan was forced to take care of himself even in this State.*
"Maybe this is my last Night, I hope in next life...to be a bit happy."
*Taking out the Needle that was in his Hand, Ethan weakly stood up using the support of the Bed adjustment to him. Slowly taking his steps towards the window, Ethan looked down from the 8th Story Window.*
"I....Hope this will end my sufferings."
*Ethan Jumps down the window, His Head hits the ground with tremendous force enough to Let the river of Blood out.*
*On 24 April 2009, Ethan Smith Ended his life.*
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'Ahh! W-What?! W-Where am i? Huh?',*Ethan thinks to himself.*
*Ethan opened his eyes and Saw a Beautiful looking women who had Blue eyes and Brown hairs with Neat face. was wearing a Rather plain Dress with a mix of white and Brown that Reached beyond her knees to her ankle.*
"Hmm, My Baby boy woke up? Aren't you hungry, Dorian? Let me feed you milk.",*The Women said smiling at The Baby in her hands.*
'Feed me?! W-What! Mam! I am a grown man! Uh! W-Why can't i move my Limbs?!'
*I looked at myself, And I am a baby. A small baby who appears to be few months old.*
'H-Huh? eh? Huh?! What!? How am I in a child's body! uh, Have i been Truly iskeaied!?'
*The women with Beautiful Looks brought Dorian Close to her breasts to feed him milk.*
'No! No! No! No! No! No! No! No!'
*Dorain started His Head restlessly as the women stopped.*
"Oh? You don't Wishes to drink milk? By the Goddess! If you won't drink and eat properly how will you be a Handsome one when you will grow up?",*The Women exclaimed as she puts down Dorian back into his bed.*
'Phew, Safe. I can get time to think about All of this. It seems I have been iskeaied? This Boy's name is Dorian, huh? Ah, I never actually thought i would be in a Fantasy world! This is so great!'
*Just then a Man with Tall height and Medium looks with Black hairs brown eyes walks in. He had a white shirt and Black pants over his body as A Sword accompy his Hip.*
"Alara! I am back! Phew! Today's Work at Dungeon was so much! Where is our Little Dorian?",*The Man with Medium Looks asked.*
"He is in his bed, Probably sleeping. HAHA, He got your Stubbornness, Aurther. Dorian Refuses to Drink Milk, He must be full.",*Alara, Dorian's mother Came out from the kitchen looking at Aurther, His Father.*
"Ha, He is my boy! Of course he will take my stubborness!",*Aurther Exclaimed.*
*Aurther makes his way to Dorian's Bed as he scoped the little one up in his arms.*
"Grew Up better and Stronger, Dorian! You have to be a Even stronger adventurer then your father!",*Aurther said Smiling as he looked down at Dorian.*
'So, This Man is my father. ha....I have a Family? I.... Truly have a Family.....',*Dorian Remarked.*