System vs Rebirth

Southern Part of the Atrecaeca Kingdom.

A young man was standing in the middle of the plaza. He had short brown hair and a pair of black eyes. His gaze was hollow, but it felt like he was observing something.

He was wearing ragged clothes that covered his upper body to his knees. His body was full of dirt and his skin was extremely tanned. Despite the intense heat, he wasn't sweating.

There was a handcuff made of metal that was attached by a big chain on his wrists and ankles.

When he looked at the plaza, his focus was glued to a book that someone was reading ten meters away from him.

He oddly looked at it as if he was interested in it.

Unfortunately for him, he was distracted by a whip that struck his back.

The sound produced by the strike was so loud that it made people know that it was a perfect strike.

The young man suddenly dropped to his knees while screaming, "Aaaahhhhh!"

"This disobedient slave." A middle-aged man, who whipped him, walked to him and grabbed his hair. His expression was filled with anger and frustration.

"Aaaahhhh!" The man kept screaming in pain as he struggled to get up. However, the middle-aged man was dragging him by his hair as if he was treating him like an object.

He was brought to the group of people who wore similar clothing to him. After reaching the group, the middle-aged man kicked him from behind so that the ragged young man fell near them. As a result, those who witnessed such cruelty couldn't help but fear the consequences they would face if they didn't follow this middle-aged man's words.

The young man was struggling to get up as the pain spread all over his body.

The middle-aged man snorted. "Get up and follow me."

To avoid the consequences, the young man had no choice but to endure the pain. He stood up even with tears in his eyes as he continued walking with the rest.

Two hours later.

They had reached a certain place and the chained people were divided into a few prison cells. They were locked behind bars, not for those who were guilty, but for those who were enslaved.

a middle-aged man and a

The young girl came to him, observing his condition. She could see several wounds on his body,

for a moment but chose

not his first time disobeying the merchant. If you follow him, there is a chance that

was scared of pain. On the other

only turned his body around so that he

actually approached him and tried to wipe

the sudden jolt of pain as he turned around, shouting, "What are you

smile. "Helping you doesn't

his mouth in surprise. He wanted to say something, but the words stuck in his mouth. This might be

was known as eccentric from a long time ago, but to think that she

if he didn't care about her treatment. He thought that she would lose interest if

for him,

and the boy kept getting beaten due to his own interest. The girl always tried

found three scratch wounds on her lower arms. It appeared that

hand, the boy had told her to avoid him so that she didn't have to suffer. On the other

weeks, the girl's complexion had become paler. Yet, she

couldn't help but ask, "Why are you doing all this? You should have

you that I want to die, what

something like that from the girl's mouth. "What do you mean? Why do you want to

will become either a meat shield for the soldiers or a slave for the mine. On the other hand, the female will become either s*x slaves or a toy for the rich. I haven't been sold yet, so why don't I do this and die in the process? This way,

Even the boy couldn't believe what

it because of her heart or whatever reason that could change him. But

never realized that this would be his turning

wounded, he still had a better vitality than the girls. So, he

girl's complexion became worse by the day. Her body had become weak and it seemed that

corner as if she didn't want to trouble the

are you doing…" The girl

didn't let out a word. He couldn't say anything even though he felt indebted. There was nothing he could do to help her this

When the boy was about to lament his actions, an

*Boom!*