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Ryu-Yeon POV

Sfx *scrape scrape*

"I am 10 years old,
My father was a sculptor.
He taught me how to use a knife
He taught and Y/N me how to become a man"

"Using my brilliant mind, and artistic talent"

"That day, I finished what i had been working on for the past 9 years, It was a sculpture of our father that me and Y/N created, he tried helping but no luck as he had no talent for sculpting unlike me, though atlast we had finished our masterpiece"

D/n: "Both of you must be careful from now on"

A/n: DEEZ NU-

D/n: "as in this world... You two are my only sons...

D/n: "please be careful, This world has many bad people, i dont want any of you to get hurt..."

D/n: "dont trust anyone besides your family, Understand?"

There was a deadly epidemic, it took the lives of everyone in the village

The master of the kang family has already passed away 3 years ago, Me Y/n and my father are the only one left...

But Y/n told me not to tell father the bad news...

D/n: "i am very proud of you both...
Y/n you are the smartest and the most handsome
Ryu Yeon you have a brilliant mind and artistic talent, still handsome nonethenless
*chuckle*

D/n: "always be happy and kind to others..."

D/n: "be strong"

And father said his last words

Y/n: "thank you father... *Sob* thank you for taking care of us... thank you for being the best father we have"

at this point we couldnt control our sadness and greif and cried in eachothers arms.

father had a beautiful smile.
"hey Y/n help me with this."

Y/n: "alright, *grunt* "

Y/n: "we should be happy, father would be happy too"

but suddenly, i felt unberably empty

Y/n: "wouldnt it be sad if we left father like this? wouldnt he feel lonely?"

"what about mother? her grave is next to his?"

Y/n: "thats a good idea Ryu."

i have artistic talent, but im not exceptional
our hands are fast, It won't be long before a new masterpiece is born

my mother passed away when i was 5 so i dont remember much of her, but Y/n described her as a very beautiful person

were finally done with both sculpture

Old man: "this tomb, where you the one that made it?"

thats how i met our damned master.

my father told me to be warry of strangers, so i don't know if i should talk to this suspicous old man, Y/n is still out hunting for our food.

Old man: "this tomb, is it true that you made it?"

But as a child i should respect my elders, if he doesnt act like a pushover, it'll be alright to reply respectfully

"Yes."

though i feel bad for not giving Y/n any credit but he doesnt need to know that

Old man: "hmm, these sculptures, did you make them?"

Wow... i cant believe that an old man passing by is impressed by our masterpiece.

"Yes."
Sfx. *twinkle*

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