Mine of heart, heart of mine.

My family was just me and my mother, I was an only child, my father died while working in the mines. He passed away when I was a teenager. Now, I work to support myself and my mother. I don't hate this kind of life or even hate my parents, I love my parents.

I work as a miner, just like my father. Because this is the only work that exists in here. I disguised myself as a boy. Mines doesn't accept girls.

"Reiho! Watch where you dig! You are almost tearing down the entire cave!!!" 

"Y-yes sir! Sorry!" The foreman scolded me, it seems I got drowned in my thoughts, I must focus on working. 

𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜! 𝘾𝙡𝙖𝙣𝙜! 

I kept digging, sweat rolled down from my forehead, but I didn't have a chance to wipe it off. Until don't know how deep my excavation was. 

When in the middle of digging, my pickaxe collided with something solid, way harder than stone. I had a feeling if it was high-quality material or something precious. I'm really happy. So, I dig the surrounding stones eagerly.

I kept digging and digging stones, while imagining how happy my mother will be when I come back with a lot of money and food.

... ... ... 

Finally, I can see it now, it was an... portal frame? 

With a curiosity, I touch it.

Within a second, the cave trembled, as if it wanted to collapse. With fear, I hid inside the portal frame. And sure enough, the cave collapsed.

I panicked with my situation, I can't calm down

 "No! No! NO! I want to go home! Help! Please, someone, help me! HELP!"

I screamed as hard as I can. But I realize, it was pointless, I trapped deep inside the cave, screaming only waste of energy. Negative thoughts flooded my mind, What if I die? How about my mom? I cried hysterically. My torch goes out, so I turn on my mining helmet lamp — it was useless — in front of me is just pile of rocks. For time to time the oxygen eventually ran out, I saw the portal frame glimmering a faint blue light above me before I fainted. I had no idea, maybe is just my imagination. 

... ... ...

Who knows how long I fainted, but lucky enough, I'm still breathing. I'm still alive. 

Slowly I open my eyes, pickaxe and torch still in my arms. My body full of bruises. 

My mining helmet lamp still active. 

I observe my surrounding, it was a cave — without excavation remains, wooden poles, or even torches in the wall — it was entirely different cave. 

I forced myself to get up, sharp pains instantly shot through my body. I grunted in pain. 

"Ack! Is so hurt..." I get up and leaned against the cave wall. 

"Where is this actually...?" I gulped down my saliva, my body trembled from pain and panic. 

I'm scared, I'm confused, no one helping me. 

I want go home.

With tears I whispered. 

"M-mom... I'm scared... I want go back home." I wiped my tears, with new determination. Even though I'm scared, I won't give up. 

 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙛𝙖𝙘𝙚, 𝙖 𝙬𝙖𝙮 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙤 𝙝𝙤𝙢𝙚.