Episode 1. StartPos

I lack a sense of passion in the royal community as they had and always never cared about the other. I don't count them but based on what the others look at me in disgust as i walk around the palace grounds with this man.

"What's your name?" I asked that man.

"Lowwen Grahambell, that's what you need to know." The man replied.

I look at him at confusion, this man looks like he's about to pass out anytime, but he was never tired. His eyes tell something but i couldn't dechiper its meaning.

After a stroll, we finally arrived at the throne room, meeting the king.

"what brings this unpleasant child into my palace Graham? What's your plan?"

I look at the king, the one who probably destroyed my homeland as he later says something about it.

"I felt pity, again, there is nothing i can do to not feel this way."

The king looked at me dead in the eyes and says "you have a very bad relationship with flames aren't ya? But that's what makes part of you you."

"What you mean?" I asked.

"Nevermind, do whatever you want Grahambell, at least you're not disturbing the peace. I have finished conquering this sole continent and now, bigger plans should Arise."

Mr. Grahambell told me I should go back to the place I was earlier, which was Grahambell's office. I need to go first since he has a problem to talk with the king.

I stroll the palace, seeing a place i have never seen nor thought of reaching it. But now I'm here, without any of my families.

The little smile of excitement in my face began to fade. Thinking about them.

After a while i finally got to the office, don't know what to do i decided to read some of the book there. Almost all of them consists of the king, i guess Mr. Grahambell really likes him.

Talking about the books of this world's history. This world consists largely of Humanity, Elfians, and Dwellers. The biggest continent, Eyura is the place where all of them consists.

Besides that, there's also minorities like the Gigants, a race that's just significantly bigger humans with four arms. Vultras, a race that hides in the sun. Also the faraway one, widely called the demons or the banished.

Done with the wonders this world have, the king has conquered 22 lands at this point. With this being the recent ones.

Each conquered land (that are now called district) are controlled by the King's 18 loyal followers, and this kingdom is ruled by Mr. Grahambell.

I have spent a few hours at this point that i know a lot of things than i was before.

"Ah Amaris, i've been looking for you." Mr. Grahambell enters the room. "tell me Amaris, what interest you?"

At this point, i was so indulge in this world's history that a blatant answer that came into my mind slipped from my mouth.

"I want to be like the king."

Mr. Grahambell sighs. "Don't follow that old mans path. It'll be a path made by bodies of fallen soldiers and full of thorns piercing your soul."

At this point, Mr. Grahambell was right, do i have the capacity of being a sole ruler like him, a cold hearted bastard.

I gained a second thought. Still doesn't peak my interest.

What do i want? What is my sole purpose in life? I sighs, if only mom was here to guide me, like the good old days.

I remember when i was turning the age of five when my mom asked the same question, a year ago. What was my answer.

"I…want to spread peace. The kings takes everybody lives to fulfill his wishes. I wanted to do the opposite."

"So you against the king? you wanna kill him?"

"No. If i kill him to achieve my goals, i would be just like him."

"But you said you wanted it."

"I…don't know."

So ambiguous, what do i really want. Do i want fame, power, wealth. Honesty, none of it matters anyway so why bother?

I sleep knowing i don't have a pupose in life, what do you expect, I'm six. My life still has long roads but, i don't know if I'm ready to stride in that path.

I have managed to fall asleep, even though I've woken up again in the middle of the night. I need to go to the bathroom.

History…wouldn't it be nice if you're name was memorialized for eternity. After we die, there's nothing in this life that matter anymore.

Yes! That's it! I need to make history! I don't have a sense of values for things because I've lost it all. And will be eventually when i die. If i became history everyone will recognized me, everyone maybe Ataris and Akaris too…

No, maybe not. I feel so much anger at the king but at the same time, it's charming? Why do i want to be like him?

Is it normal to think about this kind of stuff?

I didn't have any plan to assassinate the king, just to avenge my loss. Infact, i feel some unpleasant feeling that i cannot described but feels nice.

What do i want? What am i? None of that things matter. I'm sure life will take it easy on me, until i have…let's say a purpose.

Later that day, i found myself reading more and more books from the office. I have taken a liking at reading. But what interest me more is the Trinologi.

You see, the major races was accountable for having larger population, but also their influence. The Humanity is pride of their creation called science, the Elfians developed magic, and the dwellers developed Alchemy.

If i learn all of them, will my name be put in history?

Probably not. But something snapped in my head. Maybe this is…