They never refer to me and I never think about it as a strange behaviour. Yes I’m white, like most of the System people, but it’s not my fault. I was dragged to the Empire against my will. Don’t misunderstand me, I’m very grateful to them, as far as I know, I could be dead now, eaten by the beast of the Borderlands, or even worse, eaten slowly alive by the barbarian tribes. I heard they do that. How could I not be grateful?
I look at Hakim. Despite of not being Han, he’s quite an influencer. Thanks to him we got the best cave of our neighbourhood, with quite an extense set of rooms that we are in charge of administering in case of bombing. I think people consider him a local Wángzǐ, a local prince.
– It’s getting dark already. Do you think we will manage to reach the Forest before night? Otherwise we need to look for a shelter as soon as we can. – He says without looking at me. Then he turns his gaze to me. – Any preference on that sense?
– I don’t know…something not military, please. If possible, with a good kitchen. – He laughs out loud. His guffaw seems to surround us like a bubble. His voice will definitely scare out of hell any possible gang of bandits or renegades chasing us. I let him finish.
– Oh… Kris. Sometimes I love you so much…Let me see what I can find.
My hate against the System is clear. I don’t know how I ended up alone out there, in the middle of nowhere, knowing only my name, but there’s only one logical explanation for that. Me, or more precisely, my parents, were kicked out of the System. Exiled from the Motherland. Vanished. Outcasted. Then they have no option but to fly away, probably by foot, and they died on the process of reaching the Empire. I don’t have any memories of my progenitors so I need to imagine why they did that, why they embarked themselves with me on a dangerous travel that is deadly for most of the people. But imagination I have a lot. In my mind I even built up fake memories of them, two red-haired (I’m red-haired) deep-in-love scientist that want to change the System so that its benefits reach everyone in the world. How they wanted to change it, I can also speculate. Maybe they wanted to tell us the truth, why the world is the way it is now.
My truth is, I know nothing else than what they told me about the System. And that is that we’re at war with them, and we need to win this war or it will be the end of it all. Forever.