A young boy, aged six, stood beside a young woman. She had nine tails at her back.
"Rosaria, so where are you taking ? How do I beco strong?" the young boy asked as he surveyed his surroundings.
They were in a forest, which was surprising for the young boy, and that was why he was confused about what they had to do here.
"Little Xandros, you have to be patient. You can't rush to power. First, we have to make sure your body is strong, as you will go through so trials," Rosaria chuckled as she ruffled his hair.
She was extrely surprised that this young boy wasn't behaving like his age. She felt as if she were talking to an adult, which baffled her.
Xandros felt a bit surprised by this. He couldn't wait to rush into power because of how it felt to be without strength.
He was a young man from Earth. Even though things were hard, he had managed to survive and have his als every day. The only problem he had was the illness he contracted at a young age.
He went to various doctors, but they weren't able to find the source of the illness or even identify what it was. Despite this, he still smiled joyfully, even though he was bullied at work. He kept going.
Until that very day, when he turned 25 years old, he celebrated a lonely birthday party by himself. As for his parents, they weren't very close to him after they found out about his illness. Even though they cared for him, he could still feel the distance.
They only placed and showered their love on his siblings. He always sighed at this but didn't bla them—only himself for having such an illness.
It was on this birthday that he felt every fiber of his body screaming in pain. He felt numb, as if his body no longer belonged to him.
He felt his life slipping away, unable to shout for help. He was all alone, with no one to check on him.
With this thought, he gave up on the idea of living. Maybe this was a relief to him, as life had shown him so much hardship.
His breath was gone, but he was shocked to find that he was still alive. The only problem was that he was seeing unfamiliar faces and couldn't speak.
It was then he realized he had been reborn into a cultivation-like world. But everything took a turn when his parents went missing when he was just a year old.
By the ti they were found, only their mutilated corpses remained.
Since then, his tragic childhood began. His father had been the eldest young master of the clan, but things beca worse when it was revealed that Xandros's talent was poor.
Those who had supported him before gave up on him, focusing instead on other candidates. This gave others the chance to plot against him, leading to the situation he was in now.
Rosaria was surprised when she saw a lancholy gaze pass through Xandros's eyes. She could feel the pain he had endured, and she didn't know why her heart felt sad seeing this.
"Don't worry, this big sis is here for you," she said, though she didn't know why. She picked up Little Xandros, letting him lean his head on her large chest.
It was as comfortable as a pillow, but softer and warr. Even a pillow wasn't as warm as this.
He savored the feeling as his eyes closed, drifting into the path of Dreamland.
By the ti he opened his eyes again, he was extrely surprised to find himself in an unfamiliar room. The room had a white-thed style, but what caught his attention was the warm breath he felt close to him. He turned and saw Rosaria's sleeping figure.
Xandros' face flushed. Now he rembered—he had fallen asleep on her chest. A normal child his age wouldn't think much of this, but as soone who had lived 25 years in his forr life and had never been this close to a woman, he felt deeply embarrassed.
And on top of that—he had slept off.
He tried to move, but to his surprise, he was being hugged by Rosaria. His movent also caused her to stir awake.
Rosaria drowsily opened her eyes. "You're awake," she said with a chuckle. When she saw Draco's flushed expression, she couldn't help but feel amused.
Then, she sat up and moved off the bed. It was only then that Xandros realized sothing—
Rosaria was only wearing a bra and panties.
His entire face turned beet red. But honestly... he couldn't stop himself from stealing a quick peek.
Rosaria noticed this, and her amusent only grew. She chuckled even more when she saw how red Xandros' face had beco.
"Go take a bath. After you're done, soone will take care of you," Rosaria said. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire
Xandros looked at himself and saw that, while Rosaria had cleaned him up, he still needed to bathe properly.
Seeing Xandros still sitting on the bed, Rosaria raised an eyebrow. "Or do you want to bathe with you?" she teased.
Xandros imdiately shook his head, his thoughts already heading in an extre direction.
"Ahem! Where is the toilet?" he asked, his face still bright red.
Rosaria had a look of realization. She had indeed forgotten that Xandros was new here and wouldn't know his way around.
"It's over there," she said, pointing to a door not far from the bed.
And imdiately—Xandros bolted.
He rushed through the door while Rosaria found his reaction amusing. Her nine tails appeared, swaying behind her as she smiled.
After a mont of thought, she shook her head, found sothing to wear, and then left the room.
anwhile, inside the bathroom...
Xandros looked around, surprised. While it wasn't as advanced as Earth's bathrooms, it was still good enough for use.
After thoroughly cleaning himself, he stepped out and was surprised to find a set of clothes placed nearby.
When he checked them, he was even more shocked—they were perfectly his size.
Thinking about everything, he still couldn't understand why Rosaria was being so kind to him.
He felt a bit vigilant but sighed. There was nothing he could do about it.
Putting on the clothes, he was surprised at how well they fit—not too tight, yet warm and comfortable.
Now he rembered—Rosaria had said soone would pick him up.
But he couldn't see anyone.
KNOCK! KNOCK!
"Is young master done?"
Xandros heard a soft female voice from outside. It seed the person had arrived.
He walked toward the door and opened it, only to be greeted by a beautiful woman dressed in a maid outfit.
"Mistress asked to lead you to the dining room for breakfast," the maid said.
anwhile, she was subtly assessing Xandros, curious about what made her mistress so close to this young boy.
But seeing that he was still a child, she felt relieved—at least, he wasn't after her lady.
"Where is she?" Xandros asked.
"She's already in the dining room," the maid replied.
"Then let's go."
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