IPDGF Chapter 0

 Without any announcement, someone barged into the room.

It was a man who seemed to be 190 cm tall with crimson red hair.

‘Awesome’.

Throughout my life, whether in my previous or present life, this was my first time to see such a handsome man.

He wasn’t just simply handsome. If not for his entire body emitting a cold and terrifying energy, he was sexy enough to the point where a soul would leave their body.

When I regained my senses after admiring the man’s face, I noticed another presence behind him.

White skin, paired with black hair and crimson lips, that had a tear-shaped mole under his right eye. 

Although he’s still young, the word ‘beautiful’ suited that boy.

At the unexpected appearance of two handsome men, I stupidly opened my mouth.

‘Please excuse me. Although this is our first meeting, I couldn’t help but stare at your handsome faces. However, thanks to you, my eyes have been blessed.’ 

Ah, it would be nice if I could speak though. 

Sorry, it’s only been 100 days since I was born.

“Abubu!”

While smiling and laughing brightly, I reached out my hand to the man.

It was then. Seoryeong, the nanny, belatedly bowed her head.

“Greetings to the leader of the religious group for the God of all things and the future leader for the God of Magyo*” 

Note:

originally refers to a religion that was oppressed for opposing the authoritative official in China. 

These sentences also a little bit weird, cause 신 = God, while 교주 = religious sect leader.

..huh? What’s with this way of speaking that’s only used in pseudo-religious groups or cults? And what do they mean by “Magyo”? 

The man observed my face and opened his mouth.

“Cheon Lihua.”

A low and chilly voice flowed out from his crimson lips.

“This child’s name will be Cheon Lihua.”

No, who do you think you are to name others as you plea…

 

Wait, Cheon Lihua?

“Ryeon-ah, say hello to the child.”

“Yes, Master.”

At the man’s order, the boy behind him held my hand. Unlike his warm body temperature, the boy’s face was ice cold.

“It’s nice to… meet you. I am Ak Wooryeon.”

*his name means bad luck/spirit

Kid, if you want to act, at least do it right.

It’s too obvious that your words were forced….

Huh? Wait a moment. Who did you say you are?

No way, then that means that man is…

I looked at the man with frightened eyes. Seoryeong held me in her arms and softly whispered.

“My lady, Lord Cheonma has finally given you a name. Congratulations.”

“...!”

Cheon Lihua, Ak Wooryeon, Cheonma.

After a  moment, I did the only one thing I could do.

“Huaaa!”.

 

* * *

 

Not long ago, I thought I was reincarnated into a wealthy family.

I thought the unfamiliar clothing and room’s interior were because I was in a foreign country, I didn’t think this would be inside a martial arts novel.

Of all things, Magyo… Even Cheonma’s daughter!

“Huaaaaa!”

“Why do you keep crying?”

It’s because of you! You!

Haven’t  you noticed that I cry every time I see you? With how often I do it, even a wild beast would notice.

Seoryeong who couldn’t say that it was caused by Lord Cheonma, stuttered.

“Th, That’s..”

Cheonma’s voice became deeper.

“I asked why the child cries every day.”

 There’s a reason I cry everyday! It’s because you’re Cheonma! The Master of Magyo and the final boss in this world!

You should be busy doing immoral acts, so why did you keep coming here?!

“Huaaa!”

The more I cried, the more Cheonma’s expression disappeared. Although originally there was no expression on his face.

With a frighteningly pale face, Seoryeong stammered.

“I don’t, I don’t know….”

“You don’t know? You’re a nanny, but you don’t know...”

As the silence grew longer, Seoryeong’s body shivered more.

Unable to endure the pressure, she fell to her knees and pressed her forehead to the floor. 

Thud!

“My- my apologies, Master! Please kill this foolish woman*”

“Let’s do that.”

Although his tone of voice was calm, the meaning of his words was cruel.

‘Why should you kill the nanny if it’s your fault that I’m crying?’ 

I stopped crying because I was so dumbfounded.

At that moment, Ak Wooryeon, who stood like a shadow, bowed his head.

“Master, the young lady might be surprised, so I will kill her at another place where she can’t be seen by others.”

...There’s something wrong with him. 

Truthfully, Ak Wooryeon is also the reason why I cried.

 In the future, he is  the one who will rip off all of my limbs, which will be the cause of my death.

“Hm…...”

Cheonma raised his eyebrows as if he hadn’t thought that far, and quietly agreed.

“Your words make sense. Then take her away right now...”

“Waaah! Waaah!!. Hic, waa-  hiccup.”

Why kill Seoryeong?! How about you die instead, you cruel man!

Perhaps it’s because I was so angry that even hiccups came out with my cries.

Cheonma slightly tilted his head as he looked at my crying face.

“Noisy.”

The truth is that it was a soulless voice.

I didn’t understand why he came every day to watch a crying child.

He was neither irritated nor angry.

No matter how much someone observes his doll-like face, they still wouldn’t be able to tell if he was a human or a robot. 

 ‘That’s why he’s called a heartless monster.’ 

Cheonma isn’t your typical villain.

He didn’t have morality or ethics, and he had no standards of what is right and wrong.

He is pretty indifferent towards crimes. 

He only did things if he had to, or if it was necessary.

If you’re a villain, surely you’ll keep doing bad things.

It’s not like I’m a criminal who got caught doing this and that crime like a madman!

“Waaaaaaaaa!”

His crimson eyes stayed the same, even when I cried until I was out of breath. 

Anxiously looking at me, Seoryeong asked Cheonma carefully.

“If you will allow me, may I try to soothe the young lady?”

“Didn’t you keep failing?”

It would be easily solved if you left and never came back. 

“...I can make her stop crying. So please allow this useless woman to calm down the young lady.”

Cheonma looked down at Seoryeong’s bowed head and took a step back.

“I give you my permission.”

“Thank you, my Lord!”

After repeatedly bowing her head, Seoryeong hurriedly got up and held me in her arms.

“Our lovely lady, what are you so sad about? Please don’t cry because  my heart hurts when the young lady cries. Our pretty lady, your eyes will sting. Hush”

She soothed me with a gentle and warm voice. She kept kissing my forehead and wiping away my tears.

My dad is a ferocious man, and the boy  beside him is the one who will kill me. How do you expect me not to cry?

But I stopped crying with my face buried in Seoryeong’s embrace. I was  afraid Seoryeong’s life would be in danger if I cried more.

“Get out and prepare for your death.”

I opened my eyes widely at his cold voice. I had already stopped crying, but you’re still going to kill Seoryeong?

It seems that the reason why Cheonma said nothing while watching me cry for 10 days straight was to give Seoryeong a chance to calm me down.

“Yes, My Lord.”

Even in front of her death, Seoryeong’s expression was calm.

She didn’t look at me with resentful eyes and only patted me on the head.

She tugged her lips up and forced herself to smile.

‘Please be happy, young lady.’

She wishes me happiness even in her last moments. Like a fool.

I grasped her collar tightly with my small hands.

“Abu!”

Seoryeong who was putting me down on the fur mattress subtly looked at Cheonma.

“Y-young lady, please let go. This useless woman  has to go outside.”

I squeezed my hands on her collar even tighter.

“Baa!”

‘You will die if you leave .’

I know.

The perplexed Seoryeong couldn’t even take off my hand with all of her strength, so she slightly grabbed my hand and pushed it away.

She looked certain that she’d be dead no matter what happened.

‘Oh, is this sister stupid? You should’ve used me as an excuse not to leave the room.

I forced myself to cry again.

“Huaa!”

“.... She is crying again”

Cheonma narrowed his eyes. When his crimson eyes stared at me, I could feel goosebumps all over my body like a spooked prey standing in front of a predator.

But I couldn’t stop crying. This is the only weapon I have. I extended my arms toward Seryeong with tears flowing down my face.

I cried so much that my voice got hoarse, and a pitiful sound came out of my mouth.

“Huaa-heu”

Unfortunately, all I could do was kick my feet. Eventually, Seoryeong put her finger near my fist.

“Ah, young lady! It’s my fault! Please grab my finger instead of my clothes! At your age, the clothes are probably rough to the touch, so here. Please grab my finger.”

I only stopped my tears once I grasped her finger tightly.

Cheonma raised his eyebrows sharply.

“It looks like she doesn’t want to part with you.”

“I, I apologize.”

Cheonma stared intensively at Seoryeong’s hand that I clasped tightly, and looked down at  his hand. Once martial art specialists  reach a certain stage, they experience what’s called an ascension which is when their hands regain their pale color and soft texture.

‘What are you doing?’

As he gazed at his hands, his eyes looked like they sank to the bottom of a dark pit.

“You are not thinking  about killing someone with those  hands, are you?”

I was so scared that I almost pooped and peed myself. Fortunately, he lowered his arms and turned away.

“Find out why the child is crying.”

“....Yes, My Lord.”

What? What’s with this atmosphere?

I was scared for no reason!

I will keep crying if you come back again! So don’t even come! I repeat, don’t come!

Spit-spit-spit!