A Memory

Luck. It was truly astonishing luck when Matteo opened his eyes and felt pain all over his body. That meant he was still alive. and it was another stroke of luck again when thousands of memories rushed into his head, making Matteo have to close his eyes again to digest everything.

“Oh, damn! Are you still alive? I thought you were dead, whereas I was prepared a hole.” A skinny boy who looked pitiful pointed at the hole that looked like it was only enough to bury a cat.

Matteo just stared at the boy flatly while his body was still very weak. After he had managed to digest all the memories, a reality made Matteo grin a little.

“Ruby! Stop scratching! Let's find someone to help!" the boy patted the head of the dog next to him and ran for help.

Meanwhile, Matteo tried to get up from his supine position. Really, if it weren't for being tightly bound, Matteo would easily fight Joni who only uses a whip.When Matteo looked around, he realized that he was in a forest. Of course, this showed that his position was close to the warehouse of his torture because Matteo could smell the scent of the forest, a scent that was never unfamiliar even though he had forgotten his memories.

In fact, he has explored more than thirty forests that are considered deadly in various worlds.Dorman Menicco, his real name. A name that has been feared for more than seven years in the United States. Exactly three years ago before he disappeared as if swallowed by the earth. More than twenty major American cities and millions of members became Dorman's dominions. If someone asks who is the most powerful mafia, people will without hesitation mention his name.

"Dorman," Matteo said softly. It turns out that behind his fighting abilities, he is a lost ruler.

“Tch!” Matteo groaned. Not lost, but betrayal is the reason he disappeared as if swallowed by the earth.

“I love you as my brother. Great brother, so great that he was able to control more than twenty cities in seven years in office. But ..."Dorman just listened silently.“But I hate being just your shadow. Also hate couse Katherine can't accept me because you are in this world. Honestly, I'm jealous of your fighting ability and everything about you. However, I will never be like you even if I try with all my life.”

Dorman lit a cigarette and grinned. "You already know? Being self-aware is necessary." After all, it wasn't easy for him to get what he has now. Strength, glory, power, he achieved everything not just like finger picking. It takes a lot of sweat and blood, as well as a sharp brain.

"Yes, so with this self-awareness, go to hell so that I no longer have to envy and hate you."

Edgar, with one press a square hole appeared at Dorman's feet and made Dorman lose his footing. Without a scream, Dorman fell from the plane he was traveling in with his younger brother, his own younger brother.

"That! Help her! Look! There was only red, I thought he was a corpse!”The earth digging boy comes again. Only, this time he was not only with a dog but with a woman who was dressed in equally shabby clothes.

“Oh my God, Frans! Auntie is not a doctor. How can we save that person! Come on, just take him straight to the clinic!” invite the woman.

The boy named Frans rushed to Dorman or currently named Matteo. With the help of his aunt, the two of them carried Dorman out of the forest area. However, suddenly in the middle of the road Dorman stopped.

“Why did you stop, sir? Come on, hurry before you die!” said Fran to panic.

"Wait a minute. I need help," said Matteo.

"Yes, this is being helped," said Frans, confused, as did his aunt.

Matteo could only sigh in resignation because he didn't mean help, but help that made him have to hide his tracks.

Knowing that the brains of the boy and the woman who were helping him would not be up to the task, let alone his strength, he couldn't just talk at length, so without a word, Matteo immediately took off the shirt that Frans had previously used to wrap his body, which was only wearing boxers, and wiped all the blood with the cloth. Matteo made sure there wouldn't be any blood dripping for at least a few meters. Matteo gave Frans' dog a cloth full of his blood.

“Order your dog to go to the opposite place from us.” Matteo gave instructions while pressing the wounds on his head and shoulders.

"Why?" Frans asked confused.

However, Matteo's estimate that the slum woman was stupid turned out to be wrong, because without waiting for Frans to understand, the woman immediately gave instructions to the dog named Ruby, which Matteo believed was already trained. the woman helped put pressure on Matteo's wound and supported him quickly, followed by Frans who was confused.

“This person is being hunted by Frans, we have to hurry. I think I heard footsteps too.” The woman explained.

Immediately Frans returned to help Matteo and his aunt. They arrived at a rundown house followed by the dog who had returned carrying a piece of cloth which Matteo was sure was a piece of his t-shirt.

“This port will last temporarily. It is not impossible that this residence will also be searched because the location is on the edge of the forest." The woman wiped the blood that had almost dried on Matteo's body.

"Do you have a safer place?" asked Matteo straight to the point.

“We have a house near a spring in the forest. But maybe you will die because I can't be and also can't afford drugs.”

Matteo closed his eyes. Poor, that's what Matteo understood from the people who helped him. Even though Matteo can stitch up his own wounds and knows herbal medicines, he still needs several bags of blood to survive.

Matteo turned to Frans with a pale face. "Frans, if you know this logo, I hope you don't waste your time and immediately look for two bags of type B blood." Matteo, who had regained his memory, showed a tattoo in the form of a small golden flower behind his ear.

At first Matteo thought it was an ordinary tattoo, but there is no American who doesn't know the logo of the Domen mafia, the mafia group led by Dorman Menicco.