//Edit 15/11/2021: Spelling mistakes fixed + text formatting + changed some dialogues//

~Travis's POV~

What happened to me ?!! That's horrifying !!

I just played that game and I suddenly find myself in the midst of a desert !!

Where's the office ?! Where's the computer ?! Where's the Switch ?! And where are my clothes ?!!!

W...what's going ?!!!

I panicked as I hid my private parts, hardly blushing, even if I was sure no one else was in the desert.

I was shivering with fear and I could feel the rocky ground under my bare feet. I was lost, in an unknown place.

I could observe the deadly landscape around me: it wasn't a simple desert with sand hills as far as the eye can see. In fact, it was a wide desert just like in those FarWest movies, with only a flat ground, a bunch of cactuses, some crows flying on the sky...

Even though I was surprised, I was also dazzled by everything around me.

I could observe a very beautiful and flashy sunrise, with so many shades of yellow and orange. It was the only light I saw, in the middle of this dark paradise. I could spot at the horizon some shadow figures thanks to the sun.

"..."

I hid my blue eyes with my right hand, preventing me to burn my eyes by the light emitted by the living fire of the sun. The view looked so amazing that it reassured me a bit.

It must be the beginning of the morning, while I could observe the sun was slowly rising up.

The sky was also blue, and the more it was near the sun, the more it was a light blue. A large group of clouds was covering the sky, coloured in purple or in orange depending how far it was from the sun.

It just like I was in a dream: but did it was a good dream ? Or a bad one?

"!!!..."

Although I was in a desert, it was so cold outside.

I shivered my small body, blown by a bloodcurdling wind. Indeed, I lost all my clothes: my sweet, my t-shirt, my jean, my shoes and even my underpants !

I quickly wrapped my arms around me for protecting me from the cold, still standing in the desert, but it wasn't sufficient.

I breathed fresh air with my trembling mouth, feeling stressed of this environment. But it wasn't so cold thanks to the sun, which give me a bit of hot temperature.

It was a big shame for me to be naked: what if someone saw me ? What if I wasn't really alone if I didn't count the crows ?

My small body, my trembling legs, my protective arms, my face still covered with a bit of mud. I really needed to wash my body since a very long time.

When I said a moment ago that I lost everything, I didn't imagine that it was this bad. At least, I didn't wear dirty clothes anymore !

But now, I was fully naked, alone, in a lost desert, with no food and water for surviving, with no money, nothing to protect my little body from the cold.

However, I think I didn't need my watch anymore as I was sure it was at least 5 am according to the position of the sun: it was still appearing at the horizon.

By the way, it wasn't that often that I witness such a beautiful sunrise in my life... It was much more amazing to see in real life... and I also heard somewhere that, sometimes, seeing a sunrise could mean the beginning of a new life...

"!!!..."

Anyway, I think it could be useless to stay here, and I really need to find some clothes

Maybe if I walk for a while, I'll see a village, just like those cities from those FarWest movies.

'Fine... Let's go !...'

Finally, I started to move.

I walked with a normal rhythm, still trembling of fear, while looking everywhere if I could spot something.

« OUCH !!! »

Something just harmed my left feet, as I jumped with my right feet in pain !

I stopped to walk as I sit down on the ground, and examined my wound

It was just a small stone that I accidentally stepped on.

'Ouch...'

Though, I saw a red wound underneath the sole of my foot, but thanksfully, it wasn't bleeding.

I needed to be more careful next time: there was so many rocks dispersed in the deserts, so I decided to walk while tiptoeing, still hiding my... thing that my underpants were supposed to hide.

"..."

I walked slowly, carefully avoiding the rocks on the ground, but I also looked forward to prevent unpleasant surprises, for 2 longs minutes.

I could spot that more than the middle of the sun was rising at the horizon: the sky became bluer, and more shadowy figures could be observed, like some cactus.

"?!!..."

Scree !!...

I finally saw something interesting: a shadowy big bird was flying on the sky.

But he wasn't a simple bird: the flying animal was an eagle, a majestic eagle.

I couldn't see him very well, but he was so beautiful. I quickly recognized him because he made a screech just like any typical eagle.

I was happy to meet one, me who absolutely wanted to discover the world and to meet new animals.

If I was in a desert, maybe I could see some awesome beasts, like coyotes, buffalos, and even wild horses ! Maybe I could spot some Indians and cowboys too !

I decided to follow this eagle by instinct, he might lead me somewhere. I walked a bit fasted, still tiptoeing and making sure to not hurt my feet again, but the flying bird was faster than me.

I just went in the direction he took, walking through the dust and between the clumps of grass.

Finally, I arrived to a rocky hill, which looked almost impossible to climb without a rope and a pickaxe. But who could climb it with bare hands ?

I walked next to the hill as I could observe behind the hill, which was much more surprising: the desert was gone, and instead, I could spot a bridge, a wooden bridge, suspending above a precipice, which was at least 50 meters deep.

It wasn't reassuring me at all, but something else started to have me the opposite effect.

There was a village: not a city like in those FarWest movies, but it was a village with a bunch of houses build in the mountain.

That's means I could finally meet others people, but it was the early morning and the citizens must be sleeping for the moment.

Houses appeared higher and higher on the mountain, I was surprised some villages like this actually existed !

It was good to see in the landscape, but I think it was very dangerous because some wooden stairs were close to the precipice, and only a few wooden fences could prevent people from falling.

I looked on the right, and I was surprised to see another bridge, but this bridge was 2 times less longer than the 1st bridge. It was leading to another entrance of the city, as I saw a path leading from the bridge to the city entrance.

I saw downwards a long pathway which was along the mountain, and the ends of the right side and the left side so much than the two branches could take me as far.

It puts a smile on my face because I could go down of this mountain, take the bridge, and enter in this weird city.

Right now, my number one priority is... to find quickly some clothes which are about my height.

Yeah, it was the thing that made me worried the most, it was truly a shame to walk naked in a city !

I know I could simply find someone in the city and ask someone to have some clothes, but I would be much more ashamed when all those citizens saw me naked and makes fun of it.

That's why I finally decided to find some clothes by myself.

So, I looked for a way to go down the mountain, not too high from the ground or it's could be my second fall, and maybe not on the torso this time.

I made my way to a descending path, hanging my hands on the wall and putting the feet on the rock slowly, so slowly, I just take my time.

"Pfew..."

I landed on the ground, keep watching everywhere if anyone wasn't there, it was maybe the early morning, but I heard some people had to wake up earlier for going to work.

No one was around, so I could finally get my way to the bridge, still hiding my private parts with my small hands. I was seriously embarrassed to wander buck-naked.

I observed there was a sign which was showing the direction: I looked at the one leading to the right, towards the bridge, and I could read « Bolderfall ».

« Bolderfall ? Funny name for a city !... !!!... »

Suddenly, I stopped right in front of the bridge, and I gasped as I saw how deep the precipice was really: one fall and it's could be the end of me.

But I can't stop in my track, I must keep going !

So, I made big breath and I finally put a first step on the bridge, making a loud cricking sound.

Krrr...

I hope this bridge was resisting enough to support my weight, even if I was just a boy.

I was slowly going through the bridge, step by step, my bare feet on the wooden bridge.

« Come on Travis... Just go slowly... And don't look down... ». I said to myself, trying to be calm.

Curiously, I just wanted to know again how deep it was, so I slowly moved my eyes on the ravine.

"!!!..."

It was so deep that it's just like I was going to fall, as I hear some creepy wind sounds making the scene more shocking...

I feel so scared that I gasped, so I stopped quickly to look down and I decided to go faster on the bridge, hoping I wasn't breaking it.

Krrr ! Krr !

I finally reached the other side of the precipice, leaving the bridge.

« Haah !!... I think I'm not gonna do that anymore... », I said, still remembering how deep and scary it was, and being stressed about the idea to fall in.

I just watched the bridge one last time: is that me or it reminds me of something ?...

Whatever. At the right corner of the bridge, I noticed another wooden sign which was showing two directions.

I was more interested by the direction I wanted to take: Bolderfall.

I pinned myself against the wall, still shocked by the ravine and scared to fall.

When I moved slowly along the wall, I observed that the entire sun was present on the sky, but it was still shining at the horizon. It must had taken 10 long minutes to come here after I appeared in the desert.

I kept walking, passing through a small tunnel, before finally arriving in the village entrance: I could spot a common house at the left.

I walked closer between the house and the hences, and I spotted a green sign with a white pot. They must be selling medicine, but I remembered that I lost all my money a moment ago.

Suddenly, I heard some voices:

« Ah ! Finally ! Bolderfall ! I see that nothin' has changed since last time ! »

« Are you sure the Ravus manor is located here ? »

« Of course ! I am never wrong when I have to find where a place is ! It's just like my own brain is an entire map ! ». They laughed.

I looked behind me, there were two men, both dressed in a black and orange suit: the first man had a beard and was wearing a black bandana, while the other one is just wearing a red bandana.

Thankfully, there were talking to each other, so they haven't noticed me naked yet, but I have to be quick.

I looked at my left, where next to the house, I could spot a table, covered by a blue tablecloth with some random utensils on it.

I ran to the table and crawled underneath for hiding myself. I heard their footprints being louder, as I saw them walking next to the house without noticing me.

« Did you know the rumour about this city ? »

« No. What is it ? »

« According to some rich people, there is a mysterious guy whose the worst enemy of every wealthy home and person. »

« What do you mean ?! »

« He is well known for his exploits in stealin', and no one know how he looks like. We called him... "the phantom of the Cliftlands" »

« The phantom ??! It makes me shiver !! »

« It's just a rumour. But maybe it's true and he really exists: it could be really useful to team up with him if we want to steal the famous treasure guarded by the Ravus family. I think we should go to the tavern for havin' more information. »

The two travellers went towards the city, disappearing of my view. I could be relieved because I didn't need to hide anymore.

Though, I now have so many questions coming in my mind: who is this famous phantom ? What's this famous Ravus manor ? What was the treasure they were talking about ?

Hearing this men's tales made me thinks they were thieves... just like me. Is that a coincidence ?

I was too curious about it, but I'm still focus on the research of clothes at the moment.

I could spot at my right the wonderful landscape of canyons, deserts, and canyons. I observed the first rays of sunlight hitting the pathway. It was very beautiful, I know, but I have still to focus on my clothes.

I continued to walk through the shadowy path, and then, I saw another house where some voices from inside could be heard.

« Hey darling ! Do you remember those clothes our son had worn when he was 5 ? I just found them while cleaning the bedroom ! » It was the voice of an old man

« But it was 20 years ago ! Now these clothes are too small for him ! Just throw them on the barrel outside. I will take care of them later ! », answered his old wife

« Ok ! », answered the old man in a happy tone.

Did he just say when he was 5 ? These clothes must be old, but I am sure they were actually my size !

I could see from a bit far the old man opening the door, with a bunch of brown and beige clothes on the basket like barrel.

'It's now or never !'

And after he came back in his house, I quickly ran at the barrel while trying to make the lowest sound.

Then, I was crouching down next to the barrel and looking around me to check if someone wasn't seeing me stealing.

I took all of the clothes which were my size: a beige top, a brown short, a pair of underpants, a pair of white tight socket and a pair of small leather shoes.

I took all the clothes, which were thankfully not so dirty with the time, and I hidden behind the house of the old couple.

I know it was bad to steal again, but this time, the people whom I stole the clothes didn't want those clothes at all. So... it isn't really stealing from someone, right ? But I had no choice.

Anyway, I finally got my clothes !

I started to slip them on my, with only the nature being the witness of seeing me naked.

First, the underpants, always the underpants, as I was standing with one foot for slipping it on.

Then, the brown short, which now covered my fragile legs.

After, the beige t-shirt: I thought at a moment his size was too big for me, but I was wrong. It perfectly fitted me, and I was surprised that the bottom part is hiding a part of my short: just like a small dress.

I also noticed a belt, that I wrapped around my waist, tight enough for it couldn't fall on the ground.

Finally, I just taken those sockets on my feet, and slipped my feet inside each leather shoes, which were less more detailed than my old Nike.

Yes, I didn't saw any marks on my clothes: no Nike, no Puma, no Adidas... they was no mark. Even the label was gone !

However, I wasn't naked anymore: my silhouette was perfectly fitting on the clothes and I could freely move in ! *

"Nice !...", I grinned, not feeling cold anymore !

Maybe they weren't first quality clothes, and they were still stinking the dust, but to be honest, I thought they were better than my old clothes !

It was like I immediately adopted them !

It started to be hot: the sun was now shining on the mountain city, and my now covered torso was now lighted by this enormous fireball.

My face sweated with the heat and I wiped out the sweet drop. My woolly t-shirt wasn't very useful to protect me from the heat, but I didn't want to be naked anymore.

Right now, I was just thirsty: last time I had a drink is the moment right before the bad guys destroyed my hut a few hours ago, and I didn't have the time to drink more.

Indeed, my stomach started to growl: I see the small piece of bread I ate wasn't sufficient.

I remembered the two men talking about a tavern: if they sold drinks like beer and whisky, they would better be selling some water as well !

So, I decided to find this famous tavern.

I looked some wooden stairs at the right, descending to a bottom part of the city, a few hences were built for preventing us to fall in the ravine.

I decided to go there, taking a breath while clinging myself on the hences located at the opposite side of the precipice.

'Gently... gently...'

I made my progress through the stairs, step by step, but quicker than when I moved through the bridge, while being careful to make a wrong step and to fall.

In fact... I don't like to admit it, but it's like I started to be afraid of heights.

« Why did they had to build this village next to a precipice ? », I said pouted annoyingly, still carefully trying to go down the stairs.

« THIEF !! THIEF !! »

Oh no ! I think the person whom I stole the clothes had already noticed it ! *

But... it wasn't the same voice than the old couple...

I stopped in my tracks and turned my eyes towards the house of the elderly couple, but the door was closed, they were still peaceful in their house.

They mustn't have noticed yet that I stole their clothes...

But if it wasn't them whose something has been stolen, who else had been stolen ? I did nothing else !!

« MY AXE !! SOMEONE TOOK MY AXE !!! »

It was the same voice than before !

Apparently, someone took this man's axe !

But... an axe ?!

An axe is too big and too heavy to be stolen when someone was carrying it !

Indeed, it would be much easier to stole it at a shop, when the seller isn't watching !

Me, if I tried to stole an axe someone was carrying, I would just sneak my hand to grab the heavy axe and took it slowly and discreetly... But with such big thing... I could be immediately caught red-handed !

Anyway, that's means I wasn't the only thief of this city...

'Could it be the 2 men I saw earlier ?!...'

'Nah !... I don't think so !'

They looked way too arrogant and too indiscreet for stealing such a big tool.

Perhaps... it could be someone more discreet, more skilled, more quiet, more experienced than me.

Perhaps this was this famous « phantom » who had stolen this weapon.

Though, I believe it's too weird that someone walk in the streets while having an axe with him...

What's the problem of this city ?!

Anyway, I don't want to be involved of this robbery, as I don't want people to believe it was me.

So, I hurried up, without forgetting to be careful to not fall, and I finally reached another area of the village.

There were a few common houses, which the roofs were covered of bricks.

Some people were already awakened: there was a woman dressed with a red dress, which wasn't common to wear, damn this city is too weird. She must had been alerted by the guy who had been stolen.

She spotted me.

« !!!... Kid ! What are you doing here alone at this hour ?! Go back to your home ! », she called me, probably worried about me, certainly because this thief was somewhere.

She went back to her house, but I didn't want to listen to her. I wanted to go to the tavern and... I don't have any home.

"..."

I continued to observe the area: I could spot a fire pit where a wonderful and hot flame was burning.

But it wasn't the only one because I noticed another next to a weird looking house: there was a red sign with a white sword.

Behind the fire pit, I saw an iron shield on the ground and an iron armour, just like the ones worn by knights.

Wait...There are knights in this city ?

I decided to continue my path when I spotted an interesting building.

It was a bigger house with a green door, a bunch of wooden barrels, and a sign with a cup.

"Ha ha ha ha ha !!!...", I heard people laughing inside.

« That must be the tavern ! », I shouted happily.

I also spotted another fire pit, but the most important detail was the tavern was located underneath a small cavern much bigger.

That's why they are so many flames in this zone: they were there to illuminate this place because there was a big mountain behind which was shading the whole zone. And perhaps to help people see during the night...

I climbed the stairs and approached at the door, but I still had to remember something.

The lady from later was right, this zone wasn't a place for a kid at this period of the time; and I was going to enter in a tavern, where adults drink several glasses of beer, it wasn't really a place for a kid.

But I was so thirsty, I needed to drink and I was sure they also sell some water.

So, I took a deep breath, when I opened the door slowly.

"Ha ha ha ha... ??!..."

"!!!..."

When I entered in the tavern, I observed the whole place.

It was so dark in this house, but there were two candles which illuminated the room.

I spotted the floor was dark, and the wall at the bottom was covered by red bricks.

There was a bar, which made a few meters long, with two barmen: the first one a front of me was blond with green clothes, and the second more at the right has black hair and black clothes. The first one was cleaning a glass with a tissue, while the other one was serving a pint of beer at a customer with brown mid long hair.

They all looked at me, surprised to notice me wandering in this place usually frequented by adults, as I stayed deeply silent.

"..."

On the left, I noticed the two persons sitting at a table who were familiar to me: they were the two men with bandanas I spied earlier.

They stopped to eat their meal and looked at me with their eyes on me.

I didn't say a word at all: I was so anxious, overwhelmed by all the gaze, and I was very sure I wasn't welcome in this place.

I just turned myself to close the door behind me, where I also noticed the ground at my feet wasn't the same: it was a rocky ground, instead of being covered by wood planks.

I started to move slowly, a bit stressed by all those people looking at me in a weird and serious way.

It must be rare from their point of view, to see a kid entering in a tavern, and there was a long moment of silence.

Krrr...

As I walked, I made an oppressive creaking sound while walking on the wooden floor.

Finally, I made my way to the bar, while looking first at the left, the two guys at the table, and secondly at the right, where some barrels of wine are packed up.

A front of me, a shelf was suspending at the wall, where some bottle of alcoholic beverage of blue, green and red color were stored.

I arrived right a front of the bar, but I was so small as the bar was much taller than me.

So, I had to turn my head up to face the bar man, who was also leaning his head forward, his both hands on the bar, for seeing me due to my small height.

I looked at him with wide eyes, feeling still nervous when I asked calmly.

« Can I have a glass of water ? »

« HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ! »

They all laughed at me, for so long that the face of the two people at the table became red. Or perhaps they had drunk too much beer ?

"..."

I was like a fool, in the middle of these drinking people. I hoped they would be nicer with me, but I was completely wrong. I knew coming here wasn't a good idea, but I wanted to drink.

Only the barmen weren't laughing at me. Instead, they looked rather annoyed as the blond one told me.

« Do you know this isn't a place for kids ? Just go back home. », he said in a calm but serious tone.

He must be used to work here, and he was in his lately 30's. The customers just giggled a bit after he spoke.

« I don't want to drink alcohol, I just want some water, please. », I asked again.

« I'm sorry, but I told you this isn't a place for a kid like you. »

« Yeah ! Go back to your mommy ! », yelled one of the customers behind me.

He giggled with his buddy at their table, and I glared at him, feeling upset.

Why does no one want to take me seriously for once ?!! Did all adults really treat kids like this ?!

I turned back to the waiter and begged him again.

« Please sir. I'm very thirsty. I just need a glass of water ! Nothing else ! I swear it ! »

« Mmmmh...it depends. Do you have money to pay it ? », he asked seriously.

« Money ?! I... »

Oh no ! I totally forgot we need money to buy something !

I looked on my clothes, searching everywhere if any pockets had some lost money. I hoped that the old couple would have forgotten to take out old money, but my pockets were finally empty...

'If only I had still my money I lost while leaving my house ! ...'

The customers continued to laugh at me, it was like a spectacle for them.

« I'm sorry, little man. No money, no water », added the bar man, while the other agreed as well.

« But I... »

« There's no buts. We live in a civilized world, and everyone had to respect some l... »

Creaaaaaaaak !!!!...

"!!!..."

He couldn't finish his sentence: I heard a door opening behind me, and someone was entering in the tavern.

The barmen's attention was now drawn by the newcomer from behind, and the customers stopped to laugh.

There was a new moment of silence when a voice spoke.

« It's ok barkeep. Just give him something to drink. »

The voice has a serious tone, but the man who talked don't seemed to be too old.

Also, I was surprised as this person was defending me from everyone...

No one of the customers were talking at all, and the bar men were quite surprised, but they stayed firm. Did they know who was this guy ?

I turned slowly my head behind me, and saw the newcomer who made me concerned.

"..."

The man I saw has white shaggy hair, but he didn't look like an elderly man: he was in reality in his early 20's, but he looked slightly smaller than the majority of adult men.

He was dressed with a few odd clothes, including a thick purple poncho where his left arm was hidden. His neck was covered by a purple long scarf, with a darker shade than his cloth, which was also covering a part of his face. He also had gray pants and a pair of leather shoes.

I watched at him using his other arm, covered by a few bandages, to readjust the position of his scarf.

Strangely, I had a feeling that I already saw him somewhere... but I couldn't remember.

« I will pay for the kid. », he said directly.

"!!!..."

I was a bit shocked... why does he want to pay for my drink ?

I never met him before, and he barely knew me too ! Did he just hear my conversation with the bar man behind the door ?

However, I think that was pretty nice from him to help me although I didn't ask for nothing.

Krrr... Krrr...

I saw him walking slowly in the room, and I examined again what he looked like. I noticed that had mid long hair, just like me.

Despite everyone was watching at him, by the way he was walking, he looked like someone discreet, a bit like me.

Also, the fact he was wearing a big poncho to cover his body reminded me of myself again when I was used to cover myself with an old blanket outside...

Strangely, there were so many similarities between him and me that I thought he was like an older me.

However, there were also a few differences between us: he had a pair of dark green eyes, while mine were blue like the blue sky. Indeed, while I believe to be someone well curious, this man looked pretty serious, a bit cold in term of personality.

Though, I sometimes have a cold personality too, but it was really because I needed to act serious while living outside...

"..."

He approached at my left, next to the bar, and he despite he looked smaller than the average of adult men, I was really small compared to him. My full height didn't even reach his waist and I was slightly smaller than his legs.

"?!!... !!..."

While looking curiously under his poncho, I noticed he was hiding something. It was... a small axe.

So, he was a thief too...just like me.

I'm sure he must be the one who stole the guy's axe from earlier. But somehow, I didn't want to denounce him at everyone. I preferred to shut myself, but not because I wasn't sure it was the same axe as the one stolen...

The truth, is that I was quite grateful for him to defend myself and pay water for me.

However, I had no idea if this guy and the « phantom » were the same person: it's right he looked so ghostly with his silver hair and his large poncho, but it's could be also possible it was anyone else.

« How much for a glass of water », asked the white-haired man to the barman.

« Err... Just one coin... »

« Alright. Just next time a kid asks you for some water to drink, don't throw him out like this, especially with the heat and all. »

« My apologies...and what about you ? »

« The usual... »

The bar man finally executed, but I couldn't see where his hands were moving because of my small height.

He finally grabbed a porcelain bottle and a porcelain glass, and he leaned the bottle towards the glass for pouring some water, before putting it on the bar.

« Here for the kid. »

« Thanks. », I told him calmly, extending my arms towards the bar which were long enough to grab my glass and approached it next to my mouth so I could drink it.

The water was cold and fresh, so I only took a sip for not having my mouth too frozen.

Still holding my glass with my small hands, I watched at the barman who opened a valve and put an iron pint under.

I heard some water filling the pint, but it wasn't water, water doesn't make sound like that when being filled on a glass. I could even hear some bubbles: it was beer.

After pouring it to the brim, he handed it to the purple man.

« As ye like it », said the man in a now more sympathetic tone but with a specific accent.

The white-haired thief, if I could consider him like a thief for the moment, didn't say anything, not even a thanks.

However, he gave him a few golden coins, where I could spot the head of a king in one of them.

Wait a minute... it's not the same kind of money ?!

Am I in another country ?!

I observed him drinking his whole pint until it was empty.

I know it was so hot outside, but how can someone like him drink his beer like this ?

And by the way, I would never understand why adults would drink alcohol ?! I could still smell the stinky odour the alcohol coming from this pint, before I drink the second sip of my water.

I could also say this guy must be a regular customer of this tavern...

As he finished to drink his pint and put it on the bar before taking a small breath, I could hear the two bandana guys at the table talking to each other.

« I 'eard that thief again », said the man with red bandana.

« Really ? What's he done this time ? », asked the other with the green bandana.

« Lifted everythin' off a merchant leavin' the goldsmithy. »

I listened carefully at their conversation after finishing my second sip of water, and turned my eyes towards them for a moment. The purple man stayed still, but he seemed to be thinking about something.

« Guess he didn't get his fill at that fancy manor the other day. Still can't believe he made it past all those guards. I'm sure the more the better for 'im. »

The thief they were talking about must be so talented...

Were they talking about that phantom again ? What if that was indeed the man next to me ?!

« Ain't no point swoonin' over someone else's work ! Someday we'll make it as big as that thief, an' then we'll be the talk of the town ! », he snickered.

« Yeah, you said it, partner ! »

Gee... Those guys are really planning to make a robbery...

Both of them looked quite cheerful to speak about such a thing, but me, I found them pretty cocky.

Honestly, I don't think they could be able to steal this famous treasure.

I looked at the white-haired man, he turned at them, and... I don't know.

Maybe he just wanted to look behind him by reflex ?...

"Ha..."

I just finished my drink as I wasn't thirsty anymore, but I had to remember I must drink more during the hot period.

But right now, I didn't want to leave the tavern now. But it wasn't because of the water... I was well curious... about that man.

I know he will pay my drink and then he will leave the bar... But I don't know why... I just didn't want to leave him.

Somehow, there was so many similarities between us: we have the same art of stealing, and something tells me we had to go through the same trials of the past.

That was weird, I know... I wasn't used to want staying with people I barely knew, and I was aware some of them could be dangerous.

But I was just curious: I wanted to know more about him.

However, it didn't seem he was interested about me. I believed he just wanted to offer me some water and that's all.

He stopped to think and turned to the waiter.

« Fill it up », he asked.

« 'ere ya go ! », answered the patron of the tavern, while giving him another beer.

Again ?! But he had already drunk an entire one ?!

I was surprised as he paid again for the bar man.

He was about to start drinking it when the blonde waiter asked him.

« Beg pardon, but would ye 'appen to be after them Ravus' treasure ? »

"..."

'Again that name...'

As the purple guy said nothing, still thinking to himself, I was carefully listening to the barman.

Indeed, I wanted to know more about this treasure...

« If ye are, I suggest ye think again. Heard another would-be fortune hunter was tossed in the dungeons yesterday », he added calmly.

« So, what's the count now ? », responded the purple thief.

« A score, maybe more. But House Ravus ain't known to be kind to those who covet their wealth. Still, poor thieves can't help but flock to that manor like moths to a flame. Suppose it's all those rumours of their riches that keep 'em comin'. Some say it's enough to buy the whole town and then some. »

"..."

Oh well, this treasure is very well guarded...

Indeed, it's just like this barman already knew that purple man was a thief.

However, I just feel kinda weird that he wouldn't denounce him in front of everyone, even if he said some laws must be respected...

Me, if I spoke to a merchant that I would steal something, I'm sure he would immediately yell "thief !" to me in front of everyone !

However, I was too pretty concerned by this mysterious treasure, asI continued to listen as the white-haired man answered him.

« Just one town ? What about the neighbours ? »

His answer surprised me a bit, but I managed to stay calm.

« Can't say for sure. No one's ever seen the treasure. Even that master thief they keep talking about would have more than his hands full »

« A perfect tale for the tavern. », he said in a poetic way.

Right now, I was more than sure that he was interested by this treasure as well. Will he attempt to steal it at a moment ?

The barman approached and spoke to the man.

« Look. When ye been in the business long enough, ye can tell things at a glance. Yer a smart and skilled young man. Probably 'ave a long career ahead of ye. That's why I'll say it once more again: stay away from that manor. », he insisted.

He really seemed to be worried about the thief: that's true it's could be very risky to steal this treasure alone.

Thankfully, I was small enough to not being noticed by the bar man during the conversation, or he could tell me to go away because it's might be « grown-up problems ».

Actually I was also wondering how much this treasure was guarded...

I watched the thief drinking his second beer when he declared.

« Thanks for the advice. »

He started to leave, where he doesn't seem to be drunk after two pints of beer. What a weird man in a weird city....

He stopped in place as he added.

« Next time, I'll have a tale of my own to tell. »

Finally, he left the tavern and saw that he was gone.

"..."

I was standing idly, watching weirdly at the entrance...

"What's wrong, kiddo ? 'ave seen a ghost or what ?", told me the barman.

"!!!"

'No way... I just... couldn't let him go like this !'

So, I put the glass on the bar, and told to the barman.

"Err... Thanks again for the drink, goodbye !..."

I rushed to the exit, looking for the purple thief.

'Quick !... Before he leaves !...'

I saw him outside, walking through the path, but I managed to catch him back.

« Wait ! », I called him.

He stopped in place, but he seemed a bit bored as he told me.

« You again ? Leave me alone. »

« I didn't thank you for the drink ! », I looked at him with wide eyes.

« It's nothing. Just think twice before entering in a tavern next time ». Totally not interested by me, he started to move.

« But wait ! »

« What again ?... »

I know I was annoying him, but I was too curious about him.

I took my time before I spoke.

« Do you really plan to steal this treasure ? », I asked him, feeling quite worried for him.

He sighted.

«So... you listened to our conversation... You're really curious for a kid at your age. »

« I... I know I shouldn't deal with other people's stuff but... You heard the bar man earlier... It seems so risky to steal that Ravus' treasure ! I'm just worried about you... »

That's right, if ever he tried to steal this treasure and he failed, he might be in a prison for the rest of his days.

Maybe that didn't look like me, but I just wanted to reason him that it wasn't very smart to steal a very secured treasure alone.

From someone used to steal from merchants, I knew that even riskier to steal from bigger places. We could also be arrested by policemen and end up in jail !...

Indeed, the reason why I wanted to help me is that... he reminded me of myself.

That's right, he was like a reflection of myself through a mirror, except that it would show how I would look when I'll be an adult... I've never met someone so similar to me, and something tell me that... it was my duty to help him.

« Shouldn't be with your parents ? », he briefly asked, still looking deranged.

I made a break before continue in a sad tone.

« I... I don't have any family... My parents are gone... »

"..."

He simply sighed, showing some mercy for me. He then lowered his head and examined me.

« Mmh... where did you get those clothes ? », he asked me, making me a bit surprised as he continued. « I don't remember these kid clothes to be still trendy today... Now they wear something less cumbersome. Where did you get them ? »

"..."

He was so insightful...

He must now this city like the back of his hand, and he was so smart for a thief.

I see he was now concerned by me, but couldI trust him ? Will he denounce me if I said the truth ?

However, I heard that it was possible that 2 thieves team up to steal something, but one of them betray the other for escaping the police and leaving him arrested. That's why I was still a bit suspicious...

Though, why I sure he would denounce me after he was kind enough to buy me some water ?

Indeed, I don't know why, but I started to trust him despite the fact I barely knew him.

« I stole them », I answered.

"..."

There was a moment of silence, alongside with the nose made by a puff of wind.

He just stayed silent, while he slowly took a breath, but he was a bit surprised by my answer.

As he breathed out, his mouth hidden by his purple scarf, I continued to speak.

« I absolutely needed those clothes because... I had nothing else... even no money to have some. The man wasn't watching, and he didn't need them anymore. », I then stared at him. « Will you denunce me ? »

Damn... that was really the dumbest question ever... Why did I told him that ?!

I watched at him, as he didn't seem to be angry, and responded calmly.

« Nah. It's fine. You needed those clothes after all... Tell me, is that the first time you had stolen something ? »

"!!!...", he asked me a good question, as he knew I was a robber too, but I stayed honest with him. « No... In the city I was born, I lived in the streets, and I had no choice to steal for living. I sometimes stolen breads to eat, and the last thing I had stolen was an apple... »

Is that me, or I am just telling right now my life story at this man I just met a few minutes ago ?!

Why did I trust him so much ?! It is only because we have some similarities ? Or did I was just... admired by him ?

And by the way... What was he thinking about me ?!

« And you ? Are you really a thief ? », it was now my turn to ask him a question. « I just saw under your poncho an axe, and someone had yelled that his axe he was carrying had been stolen. Did you stole it ? ».

"..."

He was now looking at the precipice, but I'm sure he was still listening to me. He did not seem to be surprised I discovered he was hiding... unless it belonged to him and I was just making a mistake...

Indeed, I just discovered his axe, but I didn't saw him stealing the axe through my own eyes. There was no way I could be sure...

« You are very observant for a kid... », he looked around him if they were no one else was around before he declared. « And yes. I stole this axe from the man that you talked about ».

"!!!..."

Seriously, he just confessed himself about stealing this axe ?!

I expected he would have refuted, but no...

Though, he wasn't like the 2 bandana guys from earlier. This thief looked much more serious than them.

He explained me.

« I was also a thief when I was a child. I lived in the streets like you, and I often stolen some food and money. But I wasn't alone... »

He didn't even finish.

So, just like me, he had to steal to gain his life since he was a child too...

I didn't even want to denounce him even more, and neither did he want to snitch me.

Also, he and me have basically the same life, except for one detail: he hasn't been alone.

I was too curious and I wanted to know more about him and the person with who he lived.

« Who it was ? », I asked him curiously.

The man just breathed a bit, feeling annoyed, and went to the stairs.

« Alright. I have to go. Goodbye. »

He adjusted his scarf again and walked through the wooden bridge, before taking the other one leading to the upper area of the city.

Then, he stopped in place and said some words.

« Don't follow me, please », he told me calmly, before leaving.

"..."

I let him leave: I know I was bothering him, and that he didn't want to tell me more.

I understood why, but it was just stronger than me to be curious about him. He was hiding his own secret for him, his own business. Though, I could say it was the first time I was sticking my nose of anyone.

Actually, I had nowhere to go, and I didn't know what to do. I was just here to have some water, and I was still hungry.

But what am I waiting for ?

What do I have to do ?

"..."

This guy...

I've never had spoken for so long with someone before...

Indeed, he looked pretty nice...

Something tells me that following this man could lead me somewhere...

But I know nothing about him...

So, what do I start to like him like it was someone I care about ?

Why am I so interested by him ? Is that, what we could call... wanting to make a friend ?

Honestly, I never experienced this before...

I've never made a single friend when I lived in the streets... I might not have been the only homeless person living outside, but all the other I met were just adult who weren't friendly at all... Indeed, they were also scaring me a bit, and I was afraid of them harming him...

But with him... It's just feel different...

I sighed calmly while being unsure of the right decision I had to take.

"... That's it !"

Even if I was sure I would annoy for him, I decided to follow him.

I was going down the stairs quickly, and while I started to climb the others stairs, I couldn't see him. He was already gone !

« No way I let him leaving like this ! I need to find him ! », I said to myself.

I was fully determined to find this thief whom I still don't know the name.

I absolutely wanted to find him again: I wanted to help him for thanking him to buy me a glass of water at the tavern.

I was so grateful for him, even if he was a criminal. He may be a robber who steals at others peoples, but that doesn't really mean he was evil, right ?

Else, he would have never paid my water.

By the way, the barman from later was also a bit worried about him: although he knew that some laws must be respected, he just advised this man to not steal this treasure from the Ravus Manor.

However, this purple thief looked really determined to steal this treasure. But I don't think he couldn't make this robbery without strategy, by charging ahead. I might not know how good he was in stealing people, but I was just worried.

Indeed, I wouldn't really call him a criminal, even if he was one. The proof when I saw him also paying his beers alongside my glass of water. He didn't even try to run away without paying like how I would do while stealing some stuff.

Even if he was a thief, he respected some laws, and more than I ever did...

But I wonder if he only steals to the ones who had too much possessions, like me with this story of apple, or did he just steal to anyone...

In any case, if this man was able to steal some heavy stuff while having enough money to pay drinks unlike me... I could say he was a better thief than I was.

'Where he is ?!...'

I walked up the stairs, still hanging up myself at the hences to not fall, but since I wanted to find him.

I finally went back to the area whom I stole the clothes, and the sun was much more elevated in the airs.

It must be around 6:30 am...

It's been a time since I haven't sleep with all those adventures, I started to be a bit tired as I yawned.

But it was no time for me to take a rest: I didn't want to lose that thief out of my sight, and I couldn't have more opportunities to meet such people.

And also... I wasn't really tired, after walking for so long !

There were less clouds on the blue sky, and the sun was big enough to shine the whole surface of this area.

Thankfully, the old couple hadn't noticed I have stolen their son's old clothes, they were old after all, they couldn't remember everything.

But this why I called « feeding on other people's weaknesses », so I feel pretty bad about them. Though, I reassured myself by remembering they didn't need those clothes anymore.

'Where is he ?! Where is he ?!'

This place started to be populated at this period of the day.

I could spot a group of women discussing, a few travellers travelled the city to go shopping, some merchants were proposing their goods, while a few customers were watching him, hesitating at the price of what they wanted to buy.

The streets started to be crowded, as some civils left their house to go at their work; the activity of this city was pretty positive, some peoples looked happy, despite they must hide their fear of this famous phantom stealing them.

I know by the rumour he only stole wealthy places and people, but I still didn't know if this purple guy was the supposed « ghost ».

I had not the time to ask him about this, but I was looking for him to ask him alongside with another questions.

'Come on... Where are you ?!'

I looked everywhere, passing through the crows, and tried to look for that thief. I tried of course to not be noticed by him too soon, else he will make sure to run away from me.

I just needed to spy him first, and approach him discreetly, so the distance will be perfect if ever he tried to run. But I have to remember that he managed to steal an axe, so he could be smarter than I believed...

I was getting my way through the crowd, while sometimes telling them «Sorry » or « excuse me ». thankfully, I didn't have a lot of problems to move through the pathways.

'!!!... There he is !'

Finally, I saw him from far away !

He was just walking slowly through the crowd. He seemed like an invisible person to the other bystanders, but I manged to see him thanks to the purple clothes he wore.

I thought it wasn't a good idea to run at him like this, and I didn't want to be taken as a thief too, I just needed to take my time...again.

Yeah, I just needed to be patient.

"Humpf !..."

"?..."

Suddenly, I saw impressive looking man, who looked big and dressed with a green coat.

He was walking fast since the other side of the street; he must be in a hurry.

He looked unpleasant and never paid attention to anyone. I don't know if he was really in a hurry, or he was just someone very impolite...

Then, the man walked at the direction of the thief, and

Sbunk !

"Argh !"

He bumped violently, making him falling on the ground !

"..."

Although the thief managed calm even as he was fine, the big man started to be irritated and stood up.

« COULDN'T YOU WATCH YOUR STEP !! YOU SMALL PUNK !!! », yelled the angry obese man.

"!!!..."

Seriously ? It was the man who bumped into him first !

And the thief was just walking ! I think it was this big man who should apologize to him ! Not the other way around !

"!!!..."

"What's going on ?!..."

The crowd around them became shocked about the scene, as I was angry towards the fat man.

Everyone just watched at the scene in shock, impressed by the big man's impressive silhouette, who remained super angry.

"Grrr...", he growled.

The thief reaction surprised me: he just slowly gets up on his feet, just like nothing happened.

« Sorry... I didn't mean to... », he said in a calm way, before he started to walk away.

"!!!..."

But why did he never protested ?! It wasn't his fault if the man had bumped into him !

« WAIT A MINUTE YOU BRAT !!! YOU'RE NOT GETTIN' OUT LIKE THIS !! », yelled the big man at him.

"..."

The thief just turned at him, but he just remained calm while staring at the big man..

Suddenly, the big man grabbed forcefully his collar !

« ARE YOU TAKIN' ME FOR A FOOL ?! YOU BUMP ME AND YOU TEASIN' ME UHH ?! DID YOU KNOW IT'S BAD TO TAKE SOMEONE FOR A FOOL ?!! », he was so angry and abnormally unpleasant after him.

All this scene just for a bump. Really.

But at my surprise, the thief didn't show any resistance.

« Have you noticed the crowd around us ? I might not be a professional actor in theatre, but I fear that we might give them an unpleasant play if you don't calm down. If you want, I'll compensate you with a few leaves to excuse myself », he spoke calmly, showing any fear.

Was he serious ?!

He was ready to give him money although it wasn't his fault ?!

However, his aggressor became even angrier as he yelled.

« I DON'T WANT YOUR MONEY !! YOU WILL JUST GET SOME PUNCHS RIGHT IN YOUR F... »

« HEY LET HIM GO ! IT WAS JUST AN ACCIDENT ! », I finally yelled angrily at the big man, interposing myself between the two, standing in his way !

"!!!..."

The crowd was surprised by my sudden appearance !

Some people even asked where were my parents.

The big man just stopped to abuse him, he watched right into my blue eyes. He calmed a bit, annoyed.

« Heh ?!! What's a brat like you doing here ? », asked nervously the green man.

"..."

The thief just looked annoyed, as he sighted while I was defending him, and he stayed calm, despite the situation.

I knew I was bothering him and following him, but I couldn't let him being beaten up for nothing.

"..."

I glared angrily at the big man, but I also felt pretty scared due to his big size.

Indeed, I had never attempted to do such a thing to a man 5 times bigger than me !...

But finally, the big man let the white-haired man go, and warned me.

« Fine... It's ok for this time... But listen, kid, if you come in my way again, you will regret this. »

He finally left the streets, going at the direction of the bottom zone of the city, certainly at the tavern.

The bystanders, despite their concerns, finally get back at their activities. None of them even tried to take this thief's defence...

I was the only one.

I sighted as the thief started to climb the stairs, leading at another part of the town, I followed him.

« Wait ! », I ran towards him and caught him up.

« You're so clingy, you know ? I told you not to follow me », he spoke calmly, feeling annoyed.

« I couldn't let you being beaten up by this guy ! He was the one who bumped you ! », I insisted again.

He sighed again, still annoyed by the fact I intervened.

"..."

I knew that I was bothering him to follow him like a puppy, but seeing him being bullied by that big guy was truly the last straw for me.

He didn't deserve to be beaten up for nothing, there was no way I would watch that while standing idly !...

'I don't wanna... I don't wanna...'

'I don't want to be alone anymore !..."

"...", he sighed again and looked down at me. « I know you don't have no one to look for you... but you have really no idea what kind of person I am really... So why did you keep following me ? »

"..."

He was once again curious about me.

His question shocked me a bit: I knew what I could answer, but... I started to be sad at thinking about it.

I know nobody whose I can tell my secrets, but this man...I just wanted to trust him.

"Be... Because...", it was hard for me to speak, as tears started to flow down from my eyes. « Because... I...I got nowhere to go... I didn't know what to do... But you... you're so different of the other persons... you are really just like me...for me...you are the only person I can count on ! If ever you tried to steal this treasure... and you get caught...I'll be alone again ! »

It was difficult for me to say so many things like that to someone, especially while crying.

I quickly wiped out the tears from my face, not wanting to be a crybaby for him.

I was so sad that I didn't paid attention to the precipice at my right...

I finally got out off my chest all what I wanted to tell him, and I absolutely wanted to help him, to stay with him.

His face finally showed some mercy, despite he was still calm.

"...", he decided to tell me something. « Tell me. How did you had stolen those food in the city you where ? »

« Sniff... I... I just stole them... when they weren't watching at the shop... And then... I quickly ran for not being caught. », I answered him, still feeling sad, but trying to not cry too much.

« I also steal at people... but not in the same way. »

« What do you mean ?... Sniff !...», I asked, while he was so interested by those stealing stories.

« I directly stole at people the possession they are carrying: it's called pickpocket. »

« Pickpocket ? »

« Yeah, while your manner of stealing at the shops it's called shoplifting »

So many words I barely know...

He then continued to explain.

« Pickpocketing at people is stealing discreetly their goods without they notice it. Especially small things, like a coin, a letter, or a grape »

Then, he showed his left hand from under his purple poncho, as he was holding... a grape ?!

Why is he showing me this ?

I became concerned as he added.

« You're free to believe me or not, but I took it from the big guy from earlier. »

"!!!..."

I was so surprised: did the scene when the bad fat guy was going to beat him up was a distraction ? Has he played the nice guy with him just to steal him ?!

I didn't even see anything !

Really, this guy was more talented than I thought... It was like he didn't me to intervene earlier...

Then, he stowed back his fruit.

« The main quality that must adopt a thief must be the discretion. Indeed, it's necessary that he finds an opening in the person's alertness to rob with without they notice directly.", he explained as he looked down at me. "By the way, I didn't saw you coming when that man was yelling at me, you just appeared of nowhere. And the man didn't saw you either. You were discreet this time... and smart for a kid of his age »

"!!!...Do... do you think so ?"

He nodded quietly.

I knew that I would be often discreet to people, but I didn't know I was like invisible to him when I came to his rescue...

Indeed, he was even telling me that... like if it was a compliment.

I spoke to him again.

« But... even if you were just stealing that guy... you were just lucky I was there... Else, you would have paid him a few coins for nothing... »

"...", the man was in his thoughts again when he added. « Sadly, this kind of thing sometimes happens when we try to steal someone... Though, we could have said that stealing his stuff would be some kind of compensation from bumping me..."

"Wait... Did you let that guy bumping you on purpose ?!"

He nodded calmly as he continued while smiling a little.

"Sometimes you have to draw the attention on yourself a lot for doing things people couldn't even see.", he then became serious again as he added. "Though, I too I didn't pay attention to something, at this moment: your intervention."

"!!!..."

"No one, not even me, would have expected such a small kid like you to intervene someone like me... Thanks to you, I could say I got that grape for free."

For the first time in my life, I was so... touched.

Right now, I didn't have the words to describe how much I felt... No one has ever thanked me for something before...

I really wanted to smile right now: I felt so happy to hear such things from a stranger !...

"Sir... I..."

"?..."

The thief looked down at me patiently while I had trouble to speak.

'Just go ahead !...'

« Thank you too... For telling me all these things... But I just have something to ask you... I told you before that I had nowhere else to go... but in this town... you're really someone with who I can count on... So... can I stay with you ?»

I begged him, my blue eyes watching at his green dark eyes.

"..."

He sighted a bit, before he made his decision.

« It's ok. You can stay with me for the moment. »

I was immensely happier, he finally accepted me to be with him !

« REALLY ?! THANK YOU ! » I quickly ran towards, wrapping my arms around his tall leg, showing my gratitude towards him !

"!.."

He seemed to be shocked of my behaviour, but he finally just patted my brown dark hair a few times.

« You're welcome. »

I stopped to hug his leg, and showed my hand to shake his hand.

« Ooops ! I have almost forgotten ! My name is Travis ! What's yours ?», I asked him, while showing a smile on my face.

He grabbed my hand with his larger hand and shook it, before telling his name.

« Therion »

« Therion, ok... You don't have any family name ? »

« No. Just Therion. »

I spotted another similarity with Therion: not only because we had both no family names, but our names were also starting by the same letter T !

Seriously, we are like two persons watching in a mirror ! I thoughtI finally found a model to follow, and I wanted to consider him like my big brother !

Gargle !

Suddenly, I heard my stomach is growling: it's been a time I haven't eaten something after my bread !

« Oh no. Therion, can you give me the grape you stole please ? I can't do nothing with an empty stomach. », I asked him, my hand on my stomach for less feeling the hungry pain.

« Sadly, I can't give you this grape: it's not a normal grape despite his appearance, this is a healing grape, and it's indispensable to heal our wounds."

"Oh, I see..."

"However... I still have something else for filling your stomach.", told me Therion while taking something else from his shroud.

"!!!..."

A red apple !

I was happy to see another one again !

« Oh !... When did you... »

« Took it from a merchant who was carrying apples. »

"!!!..."

That's right: I just remembered there was a man which was carrying apples with a basket !

But I was also very happy it was an apple: I wanted absolutely to eat this delicious fruit again.

It was so cool they had apples in this country !

« Here. »

He threw me the fruit as I happily grabbed it with my both hands, excited to eat it.

« Thanks you ! But...there's only one. »

« You wanted to eat two ? »

« No ! I just wanted you to have an apple too ! », I suggested, wanting to share with him.

I heard that friends would share food while eating, so I wanted to be nice with him !...

« Don't worry. It's already done. »

He then showed off his shroud an apple core.

"!!!..."

I was caught by his actions: did he just already had stolen those apples before ?

Really, what a talented thief !

« I wanted to keep it for dinner, but I also heard that it was a good habitude to share. »

As started to it: it was so delicious !

"Mmh..."

And there wasn't any trace of mud and dust: this apple was more delicious than the one I ate last time !

CRUNCH ! CRUNCH !

My bites were direct, but I did take my time to feel the wonderful juicy taste !

I was so happy and emotional of eating it ! It was also the first time someone gave me something, despite I was a tramp, but Therion was also a tramp !

By the way, I finally found someone to follow, someone to trust, someone whose I could tell my deepest secret. T

herion almost became a model for me, or even a brother, and we're soon going to steal this fabulous treasure of the Ravus manor !

I think I will also have my own tales to tell !

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A/N: So ! This chapter was longer than the prologue, I think there will be chapters of around 10000 words. And Travis finally meet his first companion, who looked like him very much !

I have chosen Therion as my first character in the demo because I find him so cool and so badass !

By the way, I designed Travis as a small kid because of his age, and you know that in some anime, like in ONE PIECE, there are some children much smaller than the adults !

I think there will be 3 chapters for each traveller Travis meet.

I hope you enjoyed this second chapter, don't forget to leave a comment and to vote if you liked it !