Chapter 3

Chapter 3: The Tribe of Picaresque

I feel so alive, and free from my misery. Feel so bliss that no one can even describe. Life is really full of surprises, me and myself is the living evidence of it.

In my decades of existence, I thought my life only revolve with me and my mess up life. I can't seem find the reason why do I even exist.

I'm already 23, but I feel so lifeless. Some of people at my age, already enjoying and living the life they desire and aim for. Except maybe for me.I don't have anyone beside me. I can't even call someone as my family. 

Well, I'm not that pitiful. I was born in orphanage who's taken over my those good and kindhearted Mothers. I raised with tender and loving care from them.

I already know that I don't have any family except from them, that's why I'm cherish and taking Him, for still giving me a chance to experience those euphoric memories.

Memories. It still hurt, and hunt me everytime I close my eyes and even tried to sleep. Every countless nights, I'm forcing my self to sleep.

I'll even try, but in the end. I still find myself crying my eyes out in the middle  of the night with a cold wind caressing my skin.

I felt so alone. My family. They are the only one who, only left for me. But they all died from that tragedy. The orphanage got burnt out and turn into ashes, lift out with the wind. 

Their body turn into ash and combined with the wind. I can't even still imagine, how those good and kindhearted people experience that kind of death. It's cruel. Very cruel.

I wish I was one of them, so that I won't feel alone and only left in this planet. Nevertheless, the destiny doesn't want to end my misery like that easily.

He or she maybe wanted to make me suffer more and more. Until there's no left in me. I feel empty. Every night, praying that I was with them. But my nightmares are the proof and only thing that's slapping me really hard with the deadly truth.

I'm alone. Again. That's it. Period. They are so good to be true, caring mother's that treat me like I'm really came and belong from them. I feel so happy and gifted. Not until that tremendous event happen.

Since that night, I dig and sink in through my mind, that even you're the most holy person that's living on this earth, destiny still won't favor for you. That's the truth. And only truth.

That's why, I became a person that even myself didn't expect that I would turn into like that. I run away from the orphanage. Leaving my sorrow behind.

I continue to live, but only with myself. I don't have any friends. They're all gone. Left me. Alone. Scared. Almost the happenings slowly turning me into that kind of person.

I steal everything that I can steal. In order to live, I need to be brave and do the things I can't never expect. I need to be brave and face the truth.

I feel so hopeless, my body seems lifeless. Empty. That day, I really think that it's the end of me. The end of my misery, but I'm wrong. Totally wrong.

Now, I'm in the situation where I don't really know what's waiting me in the end of this journey. Although with this vague things around me, I'm still happy.

Happy, because my life have it's a reason already to be live. I soul feel so alive, ready to face what's really in this era. Get ready Dulce, be strong.

"Hey..."

That wake me up, and brought back me to reality where I really am. I'm with this Noire guy and where heading to there tribe.

Maybe, I will just live my life with them. It perhaps a good idea. It's all new, and really excites me. Even 8f I'm like this, I still want to feel things again. Want to feel everything, maybe again. With them.

"Are you alright, Dulce?"

I slightly slap my face, making myself compose as possible as it can. I need to act normal and never ever let my guard down.

I breath in and breath out, Dulcenea, you can do this! Be alert. Fighting!

I slightly cough, to make sure I won't shutter again. And make him realize that I'm really alright.

"Uh, yes! I'm totally fine," trying really hard to convince Noire that I'm fine af. What an expression, Dulce.

"Are you really sure, lady?" 

Oh, so his not convince. Dulcenea, Try harder!

"Young man, I'm totally, really fine. No need to ask again," I hope it will work.

"Sorry, milady. I'm just curious, why you're so quiet. That's it, no need to be mad,"

"Oh, really? You're curious why I'm quite? Let me tell you, mister I don't have any words to say. So I manage to stay quiet, and to add up to that, I'm not mad," I answer him coldly as possible as I can. Hope he feel that.

"Hmm..."

How dare him! The audacity, of this man! Pestering me, that's because he's freaking curious? tf?!

"You have nothing to say. Be my guess, instead. I'll tell you some story about my tribe. The tribe of Picaresque," he suddenly said out of nowhere.

Hmp! Like, as if I'm interested. But, the way that we're heading right now seems quite long, I still can't see a place where maybe a house is located. It's far for sure. 

There's nothing wrong to listen and know more about that tribe, so that it will be no longer a stranger to me. What a great suggestion, mister Noire! Let me give you some applause. In my mind only. Period.

"If that's what you want, then I'll be your guess. Just make sure, it won't get me bored, cause if that happen. I'll punch you  as hard as I can without you even knowing," just kidding, but he might bite it. I mentally laugh. Silly.

"Woah! Easy, lady. I just to tell you some of it, don't threaten me already! As you can see, I'm really trying my very best to have a communication with you. Should I say, you need to be nice?" he really believes on what I say! Poor him.

But instead of answering to his words, I set it aside and make my self stoic as ice.

"Then don't get me bored then," how savage I am, right?

He chuckles, and laugh a bit. He tug Bon to make our travel a little slower. It's a long history, I guess.

"A long time ago, Europe is living as one. It live gracefully, and standing victoriously. The other continent, can't really defeat and run over Europe.

Europe was lead, by a great and noble leaders. It's strong and standing out in every aspects of things. The leaders seems hanging out really good.

But, everyone has it's greatest wants. De Valdosta Fausto, one of Europe's leader, ignite a war between the other leaders of the senate. Fausto want himself to take over the whole Europe.

He's indeed a great leader, but still have a dark intentions towards the victorious Europe. The other leaders didn't agree with his deed. 

They want to rule Europe, evenly. Except, from De Valdosta. He poison the mind of other members of the senate. He convince then and promised to have more power than the other leaders.

Some of then, got really blinded by those greedy words from the mouth of De Valdosta. The senate who's working as one has no longer exist.

They got blinded and fight each others. The party cut into half. Fighting for right and wrong. The fight between the goods and the mans full of greed.

Instead of fighting, the senate decided to cut their ties in every leaders who cooperate with the ambitious, De Valdosta.

Every leaders of each clan, tie their ropes to one's they want to cooperate on. De Valdosta the greed one, while Laurie Vinci take a lead to leaders who doesn't agree with De Valdosta.

As the time pass by, in every powerful bloodline, the cold war pass it on and on. The late leaders of each clans always remind their people to maintain the connections of their allies. 

A several decades come along, the clans turn into tribes. De Valdosta clan turned into Picaresque tribe, while the Laurie Vinci clan summoned as Horace Walpole tribe.

Each tribe has it's own kind. They're both powerful. Wealth and prosperity are surrounded on them. But in every story there still is a strong and the stronger.

There's no point of cutting it into halves if in the end they will be equal.

The Horace Walpole, is leading and ranking itself to the top. It's really strong and might clan.

They treat people, kindly and equally.

The leaders of that clan, are kindhearted and downed to earth. Family, that's how they treat each others. That's why there will be no doubt id they rank on the very top.

Kindhearted but smart. They do don't let their guards down, in order for their safety and living peacefully, their tribe manage to maintain the security and safety of their tribe. 

While the other tribe, the Picaresque, they are also strong but not like how Horace Walpole is. They just rank behind the Horace. 

They also treat people with kindness but if your only a noble and came from a wealthy family. The Picaresque is the other half of Europe and now, it cut into half again. The rich and unfortunate people of it. There are more if you're a noble and wealthy one, more power and more opportunities favored on you.

That's how Picaresque lives. When your a noble, you'll be at ease. Nevertheless, when your not and belong to those unfortunate one, expect that life won't go that easy for you.

You need to coop up, and serve the one's who's on top and leading you. How pity they are. But many people of Picaresque didn't try to fight against the way of how they're treated. Afraid enough to stay quiet for a very long time.

Because of their greediness, many people doesn't want to live this kind of life anymore. But sad to say, they are prohibited to do the things that they want to do.

Say what's on their mind is a big mistake for them to do. It can lead it to thier death. There's no mercy roaming around in this place. 

Rights are only for good, noble and rich enough. That's the truth. Unfortunate people, can't say and do what they like. They don't have any freedom to say the words that they truly want.

Even falling inlove, they can't do it freely and based on their own will. They got controlled, like a puppet on a string, can talk if they demanded to. Can do if they only get consent."

I'm speechless. How cruel could they be. It's not fair! How evil! I c-cant even imagine to live like that! It's, Uh! It gets me frustrate! Big time!

But I didn't say any word and let Noire to continue the cruel history of tribe where he belongs. And where we're heading to! Shocks!

"People in their seems like a body without any soul. How poor. The way of their living, it's just really impossible to change that easily.

Moreover, their leaders are cruel and greed of powers and wealth. Only powers and wealth are on their minds. 

They even want to captivate the other tribe and be their puppet also. But, it's just really impossible for them to take over Horace Walpole that easily.

Since that incident. Horace Walpole seems out of touch.

Dark, secluded, and haunted. These are just some of description given by the people based on how they perceived the untouchable place.

Everyone is curious, but no one is courageous.

I really don't know what to say. I got trapped by those some parts of their history. It's so vague. Revelation another revelation. My head hurts.

On the edge of the way, I can already see the tribe of Picaresque, the place where ruled by greed's. Only greed's.

I have many questions to ask, but I just can't. Maybe I'll just answer and see it for myself.

"Lady, we're almost here. Be ready,"

I'm really nervous, but there's no turning back! I'll going to see it with myself.

Tribe of Picaresque, I'm on my way. So be ready. Scratched that, I myself, need to be ready.

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©Skies Ambrielle