Legend Of Oseto - The Water Of Immortally
Oseto yawns softly wakeing up from his afternoon nap. Sitting up he looks around and climbs out of bed towards the window. Being born in the Kingdom of the Eight Swords wasn't easy for him, Being one of the 3 only dark elfs in the kingdom was hard enough, But being treated as a outcast was only the beginning.
Oseto sighed softly knowing this was another day of hate and remorse. He looked at the small sunclock outside the window and bent down grabbing his pants and shirt slipping them on. Even worse was that him and his parents were poor, barly affording to live.
"Oseto! Time for breakfeast!" He heard his mother yell, Oseto didn't know if he sould go eat or not considering he would hear another lecture.
Oseto sighed softly knowing this was another day of hate and remorse. He looked at the small sunclock outside the window and bent down grabbing his pants and shirt slipping them on. Even worse was that him and his parents were poor, barly affording to live.
"Oseto! Time for breakfeast!" He heard his mother yell, Oseto didn't know if he sould go eat or not considering he would hear another lecture.