Gaburieru

Betrayal is a wound that every man has felt, I wrote this story to show how it can make a man strong. 

"What is the difference between a hero, a villain and a coward?

A hero uses his sword to protect people

A villain uses people to protect his sword

Both are better than a coward

A coward has no sword, and uses empty words to protect his life

A sword is not just a man's weapon, it is a man's ambition, and without ambition, a man is merely a coward.

In order to be a hero or a villain a man must have ambition. The difference between the two is where that ambition lies."

-The Dark Prince

In 17th century France, the rich nobles control the world with a magic system called "Artifacts". Prince an innocent hearted prince of the Bourbon Kingdom, one day has his life thrown into chaos by betrayal, and inherits an "Artifact" that is the ancient spirit of "The Dark King". Through misfortune after misfortune, Prince eventually loses everything and starts his life over without a royal name. Prince vows to make his way back to the top hiding amongst the everyday people of France.

Prince is a Japanese style light novel based on Machiavelli’s classic "The Prince". Although this work takes influence from it, the story, quotes, and characters are all completely original. It is mostly the concept of good and evil that is borrowed from Machiavelli.

The Kind Prince Who Became An Evil Lord of Darkness

A few Hours Later...

Elsewhere.... in the hidden stronghold of the Black Sheep, the remaining members gathered around a large, intricately carved stone table. The room was dimly lit, the shadows flickering ominously as the light from a single chandelier reflected off the polished surface of the table.

Azira and Khalil entered the room, their presence drawing the attention of the gathered members. Among them was Xenos, the leader of the Black Sheep, his imposing figure radiating authority. His sharp, crimson eyes bore into them as they approached.

"Where is Ragnar?" Xenos asked, his voice low but filled with a dangerous edge.

Azira bowed her head slightly. "Ragnar is dead," she said bluntly.

The room fell silent, the weight of her words hanging heavy in the air.

"Dead?" Xenos repeated, his tone incredulous. "Who could possibly—"

Chapter 195: The Day I Reclaimed the Name Prince XI