THE LOST PRINCE RETURN FOR VENGANCE

Chapter 1 Searching for my real self.

He had no hope no reason to live, so he decided to sleep until he was incapable of awakening again. He has tried everything to see if people will at least see him as human and show him some mercy.

Over a week has passed since he last saw or consumed any food. He is begged individuals from all walks of life to try and feed him a spoonful of rice to quench his hunger. But nobody paid any attention to him.

Some of them pushed him away, cursing him for bringing bad luck to them and telling him to check himself into the mental health facility where he belongs.

Some flogged him out while others poured hot, boiled water over him. He tried to explain to everyone that he is not a bad person, but nobody listened to him.

When he said, "Just a little food and water can save my life," he was actually biting his stomach and sobbing in agony on the ground.

You appear to be very determined. Were you truly irritated by me? Do you have your evil hands out for me to see? Your friends were hard at work, while you were busy figuring out how to kill other people.

Since you are the one who spat at him, you deserve to die, and I am glad this is happening to you. I have no qualms about murdering you.

"Go back to where you are coming from, because you cannot succeed in killing me," she screamed at him as she retreated from him.

When it became apparent that Scandalous was not prepared to go, she motioned for her child to bring the acid for her.

Unexpectedly, a liquid substance appeared on Scandalous's body, surprising him.

He felt cramps immediately and a generalized heating of the body. Weeping uncontrollably, he gave himself a hug. There is blood dripping from several body parts.

He thought back on all the mistreatment, taunts, and unfair treatment he had received before deciding to give up there.

For weeks, he has been crying and wanting water and fruit that will make him feel better.

It seems like he could give out at any time due to his extreme thinness and frailty.

Since they do not want to be his next victim, people always make it a point to avoid him after he dies.

He has very thick hair and a lot of lice because he is the owner. His antics are more remarkable than his attire, even though he concealed his nudity with a piece of cloth wrapped around his intimate region.

The location of any edibles is all that matters to a person who has not seen food or water in weeks. Because of their length, his nails are already a weapon, and he is not prepared to trim them.

He comes to the conclusion that accepting his fate and passing away would be preferable to his current state of chaos and despair than leading a life of worthlessness and feeding himself by stealing other people's animals.

When he stole food from a pig that they were serving, thinking no one was looking, he almost got killed a few days ago. He immediately set out, heading for any food that caught his eye.

They made motions toward him and then grabbed him fiercely.

Not wasting any time, they began beating him and blowing his eyes, saying he must become blind from the animals in order to survive because he steals food from them that he did not earn.

The woman called her sons, who stripped him naked at the central market before giving him over to the youths to do with him as they pleased, forcing him to walk around in his undies on a day of devotion simply because he had mistakenly touched her while pleading for food.

Tears were streaming down his face as he thought, "My life is cursed."

"After being doused in acid, his body began to swell."

"He appeared to be dead, but he was just about to take a step when he collapsed with foam coming out of his mouth."

He was carried to an unclean pit by two young men whom the woman summoned. With haste, they hurled him there while shielding their noses from the foul smell emanating from it.

They spit at him and said, "It serves you right," before cheerfully leaving.

Seeing a man who seemed to be searching for something, they noticed him as they continued to walk.

He said to them, "Please wait."

He asked, "Do you see any young man describing how Scandalous is?"

The two young men immediately walked out on the man, saying, "No, we have not seen him and know who you are talking about."

Going back from where he was coming from, he wondered where he would be.

I have chosen to make him my slave. Where has he disappeared to?

Walking to his car, he asked himself if he had died because of the way he looked the other day.

That day, I felt compelled to take him in because of his apparent helplessness, but my daughter discouraged me from doing so, even though I felt her reasoning was sound.

I wonder how he is handling things wherever he is, considering how bad people are.

Scarlet, who is notorious for her problems, went into her mother's room without knocking, saw her sleeping soundly, tapped her on the shoulder, and woke up in front of her.

She asked, her voice lulling, "What did you want in the middle of the night?"

Gazing at the time, 12:pm on a cold night, the mother inquired, "Are you going somewhere?"

As she turned to face the bed, ready to return to sleep, she uttered the words, "Go back to your room and do not come here again." No. Scarlett bowed her head and said, "Did I hear you?" I want to eat. Disregarding what she heard, the mother questioned.

Did you really think someone would do that at this hour of the night? "Have you lost your mind?" She questioned Scarlett as to whether she was the first person to notice the exquisite portrait hanging in the space. Continuing to admire the picture, she paid no attention to what her mother had to say.

With the knowledge that Scarlett consistently achieves her goals, she got out of bed, said, "Lead the way," and proceeded.

"Slouching"

She walked into his dimly lit room and said, "I want you to make noodles for my daughter and I want you to do it quickly."

Scarlett, the couple's lone child, added, matching his leg hardly but still grinning brightly at him, "And be fast about it."