BL: THE KING'S GUARDIAN

The mountain had been put to sleep under a blanket of white snow. The air hung silent and cold. The sound of the water in the river flows softly as its edges starting to freeze. A crouching figure could be seen at the side of the river. The wind brushes to her side as she picks her grapes, tossing out the rotten and peculiar-looking grapes as she washes the fruits at the river. She carefully removing the grapes out of its stem, crush it later then make wine out of its juices. Wine is perfect for the winter. This is her third batch of brewing wine. The second was already with Sento, her oldest son, to deliver it to Mister Yacu at the main village. "Milta!" she called her daughter out. "Yes, mother?" "Call your younger brother, we're going to make wine." She smiled playfully at her. It got the 8-year-old daughter excited and immediately go back inside to get her five-year-old brother. Their favorite part was the time when they crush the grapes using their feet. Shaaaaaaaaa... A winter breeze blew past her and she shivered. Raaughh... She heard rustles of the leaves from the forest. Hearing the sound, she thought it was a wild boar. Maybe the trap they made before caught something. As soon as she came, she discovers it was a dragging sound, against the thick layer of snow on the ground and heavy footsteps. She looks at her back and saw a man in tattered clothes, sagging pale skin, and a horrible pleading moan. The man's walking is odd, when she looks at his feet it was crooked in an odd direction, he's dragging his foot as if it didn't bother him. "S-sir, are you okay..." When the man heard her, he turned around and she finally saw what he really looks like. She realized that it wasn't human at all. His eyes glimmered with white eyes as if there are no irises and his face are decaying. It feels like he's a dead person but somehow undead. The plum grapes that she's holding were dropped to the ground making a red color at the white snow. The undead who heard her suddenly run frenzied towards her. Its claw reached her and bite that touches his mouth making a sound of flesh being torn off. "Aaahhck!" The woman who just washing the grapes slowly falls down, blood gauzing out of her missing part in her shoulder. She's not even death and she still feels the pain from that bite but somehow her cleared eyes becoming foggy and dimmed. Biting coldness seeped through her. It started from the bite that man gave her and crawled all over her body. Unknown letters started to appear on her skin. Slowly making its way as if eating her. On the verge of losing consciousness her eyesight becoming blurry, she saw her children. Their eyes gape in horror, you can see fear and helplessness in their eyes. She wants to reach and comfort them but her sight was blurred until it was gone. She can't see anything anymore. But she felt them. There's a warm and fuzzy feeling coming from them and she gained a little strength to reach her children but when she got closer her body move and took a bite at their soft flesh. And she didn't stop from just one bite. Hideous screams echoed to the whole mountain. The white snow is painted red. . . . Meanwhile. A slight breeze came out of nowhere and swept over his ear as if whispering. Sento, wearing his huge basket on his back that full of bottles of wine ready to trade at the village's market, suddenly turned around. He heard a whisper calling him from the mountain. But when he turned around no one else was there. Ignoring that feeling, he walks down the mountain towards the main village to trade the brewed wine of her mother.