DEAPECTRUMS
PROLOGUES

My eyes stopped at an object on the left side of the bed. I approached him to find out what the sparkling thing was. It turned out to be a necklace with a pendant of the letter 'L'.

I put it into my grasp and thought I wanted to have this thing. Without a second thought I put the necklace into my pants pocket and soon the boy came in.

He brought a basket full of bread that gave off a delicious aroma like the aroma I smelled when I was in the kitchen.

The boy placed the basket of bread on his bed and put it in a plastic bag that he also carried. I just stood there without approaching him.

"It's eat." The boy offered a peanut donut that looked very tempting.

I swallowed my saliva before taking it and then devoured it. Really delicious, I've never eaten a meal this late. I can't wait to give these delicious breads to Jatnera, she will definitely cry out of joy.

"How old are you?" Ask the boy.

"Ten."

"We're three years adrift then. I have a little sister who doesn't know where. Maybe if you meet you you can be friends." Said the boy while busy putting the bread into a plastic bag. "It must be hard to live here?"

The boy looked at me and I kept quiet.

"Look, I'm gonna change this place for the better." He smiled as if his words were easy.

I turned my body towards the window of the room against the boy who was still busy putting bread after bread into the plastic bag carefully. I don't know how far I ran and I don't know what floor I'm on. But certainly the view from up here looks so comfortable, it feels if I am always in a high place I can see everything so that I can avoid anything.

I thought about how my future would be in this land of exile. Whether after coming out of this luxurious room I can survive longer, or there will be no future in my life. Thinking about it made me always shudder in fear.

"And what about after this?" The boy's words awakened me from the daydream.

I looked at him who was standing at a distance of four meters from me. Looking at that kid from here makes me really envious of him. Beautiful clothes and abundant food, she did not need to think about her future existing or nonexistent.

What if I kill him can take the place of the boy? Ah, what I thought, that boy was so kind to me and has saved my life, envy is no reason to be ungrateful to him.

"It's almost seven o'clock, outside it must have been a lot of people."

Oh no, how can I forget time. Then how do I get home?

"I'd better go now." My speech.

"Wait a minute!" Excited the boy. The boy opened his wardrobe and picked up a large suitcase from inside. "It's dangerous if you get caught. Get in this suitcase and I'll have the guards put you in the back of the hotel." The boy said with a serious look. "Just relax I'll tell the guard not to open the suitcase, you'll be safe. How's it?"

I thought of the boy's idea with the consequences. I'm not too sure that the guard won't be curious about the contents of the suitcase. But looking at the face of the child who said with complete confidence, maybe this was not a bad idea.

I nodded in answer.

He opened the suitcase and looked at me making me want to not want to get into the big blue suitcase.

"This is your bread." The boy gave me a big bag of bread. "Hhhm, there's nothing you want to say?" The question confused me. "Indeed I should not ask but in all free countries will repay one's kindness..."

"Thank you." My speech. "There was no school or manners lessons here, but my grandmother taught it to me." My words made him smile.

"Not that I'm not happy but in my country comes the word thank you always accompanied by a kiss."

I looked at her confusedly as I did not understand the meaning of the word 'Kiss'. Isbell didn't teach me that word.

"There's no need to think about it." Smile the boy. "Hold on, I'm sure one day I'll see you again."

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Two hundred years ago the Deapectrum was a dumping ground for exiled humans for violating the laws of various countries of the world.

Deapectrum is a country located between the two largest continents in the world. A bleak and tearful place. It consists of several islands and places that have different climates.

At the place of the exile the various races and tribes met. Those who break the law are thrown out without ever being tried.

Fifty years later, Deapectrum is transformed into a country shunned by other countries. Although Deapectrum was a state of exile, some conglomerates from various countries came and made something that could not be understood.

They began to create various places that were used as business opportunities in Deapectrum.

All the humans who were exiled here had two choices, to become their slaves or to die of starvation.

There is no government and living in Deapectrum becomes very difficult because most of the humans living in Deapectrum are criminals. Every day must fight for life and avoid criminals who can haunt at any time.

Living in the Deapectrum is a nightmare for anyone because there will be no easy food to eat every day.

So too for me who was born in this creepy place. Ten years ago my exiled mother from a free country gave birth to me in this dumpster. After giving birth to me she immediately left me because God called her very quickly.

A kind grandmother named Isbell picked me up and took care of me like I was her granddaughter. Isbell becomes a slave at a magnificent hotel that has just been built, the hotel is named Pond Jae.

Only two packs of rice were paid for each day. That's enough for me and Isbell. But five years ago Isbell picked up a boy three years younger than me named Jatnera. After that our life became a bit more difficult because we had to split two packs of rice for three people.

My name is Klay-Bee, which means nothing. The name was simply taken from an inscription on the clothes my mother wore when she gave birth to me. Until now I did not know what mother looked like and did not understand why my mother who was pregnant with me was exiled to a place far from this moral.

Sometimes I feel sorry for being born. If I hadn't been born, I would probably be so grateful. That was my prayer all along.

...@racing_al.aska...