His eyes was wide open 'Breathing slowly'
Only his faint breathing sound can be heard across his damp room which was lighted by lights which crept through a closed window.
For a clerk his room wasn't too shabby but slightly focused on minimalist than comfort.
A simple wooden bed with a single sheets and a wool blanket. On the extreme right, a sturdy wooden desk and a wooden chair . Just besides the bed on right side a candle stand stood with a candle burned to half.
"The view hasn't changed that means I'm stuck here for another week or I could assume I'm stuck here forever".
He said to himself looking up at the ceiling.
After a short pause he sighed.
He wakes up slowly and walks towards the window
'faint distant chatters' As soon as he push opened the window the faint sound became clear as if waters are gushing into his ears.
A classic view of eighteenth century
( not exactly thought)
*steam age may suit better* . And as he was mesmerized by the foggy view of the city but then the hands of the cathedral giant clock suddenly struck 10 o 'clock which snapped him out of his fancy. With sudden impulse he went to the sinker and washed his face, after putting on his coat and hat he left his room after locking it.
Castor Valerius a 21 years old clerk. He look stressed due to his work but he has fine,a strong chiseled,square jawline, unruly dark hair,tall and athletic body. He work at
The Ledger- House : a massive cathedral like hall filled with high desks where thousands of clerks records empire's taxes and trade tariff which is under or associated with The Lumerian East-Wharf-Company (one of the powerful joint stock company)
Located at the city of Grand Lumerian near the famous blackforge-bakery. He doesn't live that far from his work place so he always walks all the way to work instead of taking a carriage.
* he just make it sound like it's not that far but actually it's a great distance and can be tiresome if he walks all the way without taking a carriage *- talks about cheap huh
*That's not all, he would avoid buying stuff the whole weekend and wait for Saturday diminution*
--- Saturday diminution is the insane price drop of every thing that is sold as an agreement that was made during the The "Secondth Great-Joint Counselling" of the five parts of the Kingdom ---
The kingdom Pentarchy of Lumesia.
( A sprawling,soot stained empire fueled by
'Heat of Forge') Consisted of five major parts divided by their landscape and vocations.
He live in "The Loen-staad " also known as The Imperial Heart. As it sounds it is the centermost part of the Kingdom- the administrative and financial Agora.
' Grand Canal ' connects the four remaining territories to it . Loen-sted is considered the cleanest part among the five. But it's military power is lesser compared to other major parts.
On his way to the office he meet his friend Thomas
"Good morning Castor "
"Yes good morning Thomas"
"Going late again are we?" "That's two days in a row i don't think we'll last if we keep this up" said Thomas.
"Well I've got a great excuse today too thanks to my wife " haha" what about you Castor, why are you late and why do you look so down today?"
"Having any trouble?" Inquired Thomas
Castor could barely get to speak.
"You think so?" Said Castor while looking lifelessly at him.
"Yes you're not your usual self " changing his tone from jolly to solemn tone.
"Is that so?" asked Castor while looking up at the sky in lazy manner .
"Yes you always used to talk about how you lived in different world as different person.
About how accidentally you pulled an underwear out of a hat instead of bunny while performing as a magician, having three wives as a hero for defeating the demon God ,getting The Pillory for...."
"Yes yes stop there I get it" I guess iam a little hungry today" said Castor as if he doesn't want him to speak further.
"Don't tell me you haven't had any breakfast" asked Thomas while stepping forward and then stopping him by staring at him.
"Just don't feel like having that's all" slowly walking past Thomas by avoiding his stare.
"Alright it's decided then, I'll buy you a breakfast from the blackforge-bakery near our office" said Thomas with a big smile.
"Wait I don't..... if you insist then I'll take it but don't expect me to pay you back okay?" Castor looked at him until he confirms that's it free.
"Haha you're a cheapskate as always" "Okay okay" chuckled Thomas
After they both had breakfast from the blackforge-bakery they went ahead to their office.
"And one more thing, I'm quitting the job today" Castor smiled as he said the line.
"Whattt" cried Thomas
" Clerk " a white collar job in the early advancement or developing era which lies between the wealthy elite and manual labour. Before typewriters or computer was introduced every transaction was recorded by hands in a massive leather bound ledgers. For that many stock office would hire many clerks ( as a result-their pay is comparatively low). They usually works 10 to 12 hours a day which sounds tiresome, indeed it was a tiresome job but compared to manual labourers they're free from grease and dirt which was the only difference.
Even though Castor work as a clerk in the most renowned stock company of the city Grand-Lumeria. A clerk is still a clerk he could barely afford a comfortable living with his monthly pays.
Castor Valerius is originally not from this world. He is what you can call a "Transmigrated "
from another world residing in Castor's body. His real name is Kingson Panmei a highschool student.
What's strange is that after living in a world for eight days, he would wake up to find himself in completely different world from before. He was enjoying his life in the previous world but being stuck as clerk for half a month in this world. Today he finally decided to search for a way to go back and firstly to find the cause of his transmigration.
He decided to join the ' Watcher ' a group of
people who deals with things beyond human understandings. Thought it was just a rumour and no one have really seen them.