luminousliu

He was a king loved by all, is what I would like to say, but he was not. This is a story a tale forgotten not to time, but through the hands of greed to have you forget, so you will never grieve. "Why would they do this?" You ask? Because if not a king or a god exists then there will be no leading power, so god forbid I ask you; what good is a king, if he has no heir?



NOTICE: Features violence, and Interpretations of Adultery.

The 37th Regent

I woke to have pain meet me in the gut, yet it never came. I looked around to see where I was and an old man comes into the room and brings me a cup of tea, I hadn't realized how parched I was, I nodded and lowered my head in thanks, then quenched my thirst. "You've been gone for a long time Prince." The rasp voice spoke. 


"I was not aware." I answered weakly, and stared at him for an answer.


"You've been gone for nearly 400 years, it's now the year 176 of the light." 


"400 years? That's impossible I wouldn't be alive then." 


The old man laughed and replied. "Your blood has kept you alive all this time, it is the same as it was with mine." 


Dumbfounded I had nothing say, only to contemplate what had been inserted into my mind. 


"Perhaps going outside, and getting some air will give you some comfort, after all you haven't had the taste of wind in the last four centuries." The old man requested.


I slowly walked to the outside, only to see not the bustling towns but a lush forest next to mountains, far from civilization. "How..." 


"Because I have deemed you Prince, the true Prince, Fifth son of the great King Gwynoveir, and the strongest of his remaining blood." 


I merely looked at him and sighed. "What of my brothers? Surely they are stronger than I." 


The Old Man smiles and tells me "you who has half his blood and half of a now commoner, you who had another brother, the Sixth Prince." 


My eyes opened wide as he said that. "Where?" I inquired. 


"Dead, killed by nature in the womb, and his blood taken by you, the first of Gywnoveir's children to inherit all of his blood, and the first to carry out his goal." 


I who had a Sixth brother, and when he died took his belongings, felt guilty, but as I learned from my father, power meant life, and I was simply stronger. "What of my other Brothers?" I asked.


"All dead, as far as I am aware." Anon replied.


"I see..." my eyes started to fog, and tears started to overflow my eyes, I started sobbing uncontrollably.


"i understand that you have a desire to mourn a bit longer, and so I will give you time, you have all the blood of Gwynovier, but due to the fusing process it has taken 400 years to awaken your blood, thus why your father 'killed' you." The old man informed. "I will meet you at the old mountain pass, at sunrise."


Glass