" WHAT IS THIS?!!"
Holding onto his hair, the young man screamed in anger as he paced around the room while frantically looking everywhere.
' What the hell just happened?!'
The man then stopped right at his tracks before he quickly looked down at his hands.
" This-"
" Young Master!!!"
The door then suddenly opened widely before a group of people quickly rushed in.
Widening his eyes, the man stumbled slightly before quickly supporting himself on the bed stand that was near beside him.
" Young Master!! "
An old man shouted and suddenly appeared out of nowhere before he quickly rushed towards to the young man
" Y-young Master?"
The young man then sweat dropped before slowly turning his head around, while locking his gaze with the old man.
" Who are you ?"
He blurted out, before quickly standing up.
" And who the hell are you all?!"
Pointing out his fingers, the man glared before slowly backing up.
' what is happening right now?? Where am I?!'
" Young Master "
The old man that was in front of him calmly called out before bowing down slightly.
Even the group of the people that were standing behind the old man, bowed down slowly.
" We are really sorry if we bothered you but why were you screamin-"
" Wait, why are you calling me Young Master?"
Silence then filled the entire room before the old man slowly smiled.
" My sincere apologies Young Master, but since you are the son of Duke Samuel Hardimont, I will have to call you by that title "
The old man then slowly bowed down before smiling again.
" I'm glad to see that the young Master has woken up with a full pack of energy today "
Now raising his head, the old man then slowly moved his hands before pointing them towards to the group of the people.
" Now, you guys can go and prepare the bath for our Young Master"
" Yes sir"
At once, all the total four people bowed down in response as they quickly started to walk away from the room.
" Duke Samuel Hardimont, you say?"
The young man then raised his eye brows as he waited for the next response.
" Yes, Young Master"
"......."
' Duke Hardimont, Duke Hardimont, I feel like I've heard that name somewhere......'
" Is something bothering you Young Master?"
" Yes, there's actually something"
" Then please go on, I'll be ready to clear out all your doubts Young Master"
' I don't wanna believe it, I don't wanna believe it......'
Closing his eyes, the young man clenched his fists slightly before quickly opening his mouth.
" Is my name perhaps.....Oliver Hardimont....?"
" Yes, Young Master. Did you forgot your own name too?"
' This can't be real, this can't be real!!!'
" Uh, Butler?"
" Please call me Antonio, Young Master"
Smiling the old man, now known as Antonio answered happily.
" Okay, Antonio?"
" Yes Young Master"
" I need some time to rest......can you come back later? I'm kinda tired right now "
" I understand Young Master, I'll be back after an hour then"
" Waah- that's too early!"
" I'm sorry, but it's the Duke command Young Master"
" The Duke...?"
" Yes, since the Duke is quite strict with the family rules. He has ordered you to be at the breakfast table by 9:00 am sharp"
" And .....what if I don't come?"
"......."
Smiling Antonio slowly waved his hands before walking away towards the door.
" Young Master, I think it would be more better if you could just simply follow the Duke's order....you shouldn't anger the Duke... "
"......"
" It's going to be 9 very soon, so please take this time as an opportunity to rest Young Master. And after a some time, the maids will be arriving soon"
"....."
" I'll take my leave then"
* Click*
The door opened as Antonio slowly walked away before shutting the door quietly.
* Shut*
".........."
' The fuck just happened?'
" Duke Hardimont...Oliver Hardimont....Wait a min..."
The young man pondered for a moment before a hint of horror suddenly flashed through in his eyes.
" Oliver Hardimont...?!!"
' No, this can't be!!'
The man let out a loud gasp as he suddenly trembled in utter fear.
" Wh-where's the mirror??"
Looking around the room, his glowing brown eyes suddenly widened when he saw something glistened around in the corner of the room
And so, without even wasting a second, the young man quickly dashed towards to the big mirror that was in the corner of the room.
" Gotcha!"
Grabbing on the big mirror like his life depended on it. He blinked his eyes many times before shaking his head slightly
" Am I really that Oliver Hardimont?"
The man paused for a moment before quickly taking a peek at the mirror
"......."
Silence filled the entire room before-
" Shit, that scared me!"
Dropping the mirror in horror, the man widened his eyes in complete shock before slowly backing away.
" Ughh, he is so ugly"
Narrowing his eyes in disgust, the man then grabbed onto his face.
" Relax.....relax....."
He muttered to himself before slowly slapping his own cheeks. He could not believe what was happening right now,
In front of him stood a short chubby boy, the young boy had a pale skin and dark big eyes that surprisingly had a similar resemblance with the brown chocolate. His black hair slightly started to glow when the sun reflected it's rays through the mirror. The man scanned around the chubby boy's full body before slowly gasping in complete shock.
' This is me?!! This is the Oliver?!'
After realising what was actually happening, the man then slowly fell down on his knees .
Falling down on the floor dramatically, the man then let out a small whisper.
" I'm Oliver........?"
The young man couldn't believe what was actually happening right now, lifting up his chubby hands, he then slowly placed his hands down onto his knees as he looked down on the ground.
" I'm.... actually inside the game!!"