People are born fearful.

From birth to adulthood, I have always been wrapped in the greatest and initial emotions of my life - whether I can see the fear of tomorrow when it is to survive or not.

Strictly speaking, starting with self-learning language and calling the indifferent man and respectful woman in front of me as my parents, this unspeakable emotion has always filled my heart.

The youngest son of the royal family and the mother are not noble families. Such a combination itself represents "torture".

Before I was born, my mother was drugged. There was a "brother" who was forced to abort and could not be born. This vicious court conspiracy made the poor woman's physical condition worse and it was even more difficult to give birth to offspring again.

My birth was purely accidental, because at that time another concubine was more favored by her father, which made my mother who lost power ignored. No one expected that a frail woman who had miscarriage could even conceive again, and with great determination, she risked death to give me a premature birth.

She chose to give birth prematurely because the other concubines had already aroused suspicion at that time. Instead of letting them discover it and then plotting a conspiracy, it would be better to give birth to me directly, so that at least I could get some protection from my ruthless father.

I am grateful to my mother, and I am more grateful to anyone. That is the cause and effect of being born in the world, and the only person who loves me and does not hesitate to do anything.

As for the others.

I know that the lives of civilians are like weeds, especially those living outside mobile cities. They have to endure hunger, poverty, natural disasters, demonized diseases, and exploitation from gangs and empires. Their lives are full of suffering, and I can't help but be moved by it even when I hear it.

But just as I have to face other concubines, brothers’ suppression, the emperor’s test, and ministers’ careful observation, I also have to endure such suffering, disasters and disasters brought by people.

Of course, I am lucky than them - although I can't leave the imperial capital, I can eat better food and receive better education than the civilians.

But for this, I was more painful than them: because I knew the value of life, but instead began to fear death, it was not as free and easy as them, ignorant and fearless as they were.

As I grew up, I gradually understood the meaning of my existence.

I want to compete with my brothers and sisters for the only throne of the Asmodai Empire. In this process, as long as we can get the emperor's permission, we can do whatever we want and use any means.

Hidden in the Harmonious Palace is a group of hungry wolves who are thirsty and flesh-eating. It is a dark jungle hidden in the high-levels of the empire, and I am the bottom of this jungle food chain.

I accepted this because I am a prince, which is my mission. I was born with the supreme and full power of inheritance in this world, so I naturally have to bear the test.

But sometimes, I also think, is my precious life born just to compete for the throne with a group of ferocious relatives?

My mother risked the risk of dysfunction and wanted to give birth to me. At that time, what the poor woman thought was definitely not, "I want him to become the emperor of this empire."

All she thought was that she hoped that I, a premature baby, could survive safely.

So, occasionally, I do stare at the starry sky in anger and blank space on the roof, wondering whether all this makes sense when I stare at the stars in the sky.

Why, can’t you even declare that I don’t want the throne?

Is such a boring and pathetic battle really taking my life, or even my life to torture each other with my brothers and sisters?

Sometimes I have thought about death - death will be done, so as not to be so painful and boring.

But every time I look up at the stars, my heart is always filled with courage.

——This world is so vast and boundless, and the history and ruins of many eras are between heaven and earth.

So many mysteries, so many unknowns, and the adventure in my heart just by thinking...

How could I die so easily?

Upholding this only belief, I have lived a turning point in everything. Although I would rather not have that turning point.

My mother died, poor woman, great mother, and used her life to exchange for me the opportunity to leave the palace, and a chance to escape.

I was heartbroken, but the note that my mother asked me to live well and Akharonov's comfort made me realize that my life is not something I can decide alone. It carries my mother's life, my desire for freedom, our expectations for the future, and the reason for living.

All the meaning of my mother and me is in my life.

So I escaped and joined my best friend Akharonov.

It has to be said that life in the wilderness is indeed very dangerous. Although we are fully prepared, we still encounter an overly powerful source energy beast. We were chased by the black snake in half of the jungle and almost buried in the snake's belly.

Fortunately, I met Iloviz at that time. Without this best friend, we might not have lived for three days.

And the days I lived in the wild with them were the most relaxing and comfortable time for me.

We move forward, take risks, without any restraint, just enjoy the pleasure of traveling through this world.

Whether it was the three people squeezing their arms in the stable, their thighs next to their thighs, or because they were deceived by unscrupulous dealers and ate moldy bread and fishy bacon that had been fished for half a month, they were all interesting memories.

We rode our horses on the Shemahn prairie, crossing the radiant hills that had just experienced natural disasters. We fought with the legendary source-energy beast of the western jungle, a huge two-headed crocodile, and brought its head back to the empire and returned triumphantly.

At that time, I was no longer afraid.

Even when facing the heavy industry puppets in the ruins fortress, facing the ancient era structure with various supernatural powers, even if I only have a long sword in my hand, I have to face the enemy's almost endless ray cannon attacks, I am not afraid at all.

Yes, I do have the possibility of dying, but that was my own decision. I knew the risks and chose to take risks.

If I die like this, it is my destiny. This feeling of controlling my own life can only be sensed at such dangerous moments.

I thought this was the epitome of my future life, and I would be the best adventurers in the world with my two partners, exploring every corner of the continent of Aion - I have even established a stronghold, my carefully designed estate.

Akharonov buried several barrels of wine there, and he said that when we achieve fame and fortune in the future, this wine will serve as a testimony to us to become legendary adventurers.

And I smiled and said, how can I do it with only wine? So I put another jar of distilled wine, which was a rich taste.

If such a life can continue, even death will be happy.

Until that day.

The emperor's guards came and "invite" me to go back and return to the palace hunting ground full of vicious sight.

His reason is that I am strong enough to compete with those stupid siblings.

Fear flowed into my bone marrow again.

I suddenly realized that my life does not belong to me.

Whether it is freedom, wishes, dreams, adventures, distances... in the face of survival, everything I long for is meaningless, and my future is not decided by me.

Under the order of "Father", I was once again trapped in a cage, bound and imprisoned by others.

At that time, I was almost collapsed. After the guards left, I remained silent for a day and a night without saying anything. I didn't think anything in my heart, only almost absolute helplessness and confusion.

"I'd rather die here than go back."

"Don't worry, we will accompany you, Mihal, even if your brothers and sisters are as cruel as tigers, I can block you!"

And Iloviz came to comfort me, this simple hunter, a country boy who claimed to be a knight, patted his chest and bragged: "If it were only you and Akharonov, it might be a little difficult, but if you add me, you might be the emperor?"

"That's right." Akharonov was much calmer than me. He smiled and said, "At least, it's much stronger than when we escaped. You and Iloviz are almost at the level of divine will, and they are completely self-protection. If they both advance, they will be considered a very strong force among the many adult princes and princes."

“…Aren’t you afraid of death?”

I asked Iloviz at that time, and his tone was full of confusion: "The dying old man just wanted me to go back. You can stay and live a free life!"

"Go back with me, but I'm almost dead and dead!"

"Hi."

They said, "We are the best brothers, how can we leave you behind?"

If it were them, I would have left it.

Neither Akharonov nor Iloviz would be willing to die for them.

Yes, I will do my best to help them and make them happier. I am willing to give up my own interests and make Iloviz stronger and allow Akharonov to enjoy his peaceful life. Just like now, I can tolerate everything about them, all their shortcomings, minor problems, some greed and temper.

I am easy to talk to and don’t want them to go back to the palace with me, because I know this is too dangerous. Even if I want to live, I don’t want my friends to die with me.

But if I encounter the same situation, I will not risk staying.

This is the only thing I can stick to. If I die, what is the meaning of everything in this world?

Those secret realms that have not been explored and the history that no one knows. If I die, what if those things exist?

I can't see it.

I am a despicable person, but I will not feel ashamed of it. The shame is the feeling that I have done wrong, but I still do this, so I feel the emotions.

And I just want to live, even though it is despicable, what's wrong with this?

Back at the palace, I was once again involved in that battle.

The conspiracy in the palace was always boring. As the stupid old man sitting on the throne became weaker and weaker, the struggle between the heirs became more and more obvious, and even reached the point where they would directly send people to assassinate each other and attack head-on.

Thanks to Iloviz, if he hadn't blocked at least seventeen waves of killers, no matter how smart Akharonov and I were, I wouldn't have been able to survive so smoothly.

But at the last moment, there will be no killer.

All the ministers and the nobles in the field have chosen side stations, and even the major armies have begun to bet.

The subsequent struggle was no longer a small fight in the palace, but a real war.

Therefore, before this huge imperial civil war was about to begin, no one paid attention to the incident of Asmode XII's inexplicably dying from the bedroom.

He should have died long ago, and this death was just a sign of civil war in the emperor's descendants.

And it was me who killed him.

"I can't allow you to die at the hands of others, even your lifespan and disease."

I said this as I sneaked into the bedroom and sat on the edge of the dying old man's bed, and my indifferent tone made me unfamiliar with it.

At the same time, the hand that strangled the old man's neck tried harder and even crushed the bones: "'Father'... Haha, you called me back. If you didn't ask me back, I might still plant grapes in the west, occasionally exploring the ruins and drinking and enjoying leisurely."

"This is your own choice. You are responsible for your own death, even if you regret it."

"Remember...ha, you will be killed by your child like this."

Although the old man could not speak, his soul was sending messages, smiling: "This is the fate of our family. I really miss it. In the autumn 135 years ago, I also strangled my father's throat... Maybe it was a glass of poisonous wine? I forgot."

"Mihar, the only prince who dares to kill his father, you are indeed the most suitable one to be the emperor. Your brothers and sisters are not worthy of competing with you... So, you should know that such an ending is the emperor's fate."

He said it with a sense of fate that was almost destined to fate.
To be continued...