How long has it been? I thought I have make the right choice, turns out I was played by a string.
To them I look like a piece on the chess board, a sacrificial pawn that can be moved anytime.
Once I get to be a higher piece, I become more valuable to them but, it just make me more of a bigger threat.
"You're use is now over Prince Venil" the man said to me in the corner of a room while I was trying to get my breath.
Everything in my body is in pain. The eternal organs seems to be squeezing in and being tourn apart. Its hot, really hot, I wonder what could happen if I just stay as a normal prince of the Kingdom?
The man, wearing a fancy robe covered in fine fur, and silk. His brown mustache that make him recognizable right away. His almond iris that gives the identity of his family.
The crow of the battlefield, Count Hizazel of the Neighboring Empire. One of the influential figure of the empire solely in his reputation on being on the battlefields.
"You wretched old man.. I trusted you" I said as I braced my self on my last moment.
I know I am a fool following the wrong people. The consequences I have paid, the loss of my trusted comrades, the fall of my family, the betrayal of the only people I have thought I can trust the most..
It's hard but I'm already in my last breathes. If I ever live again.. I wish I will not make the same mistakes I did in this life.
"Don't be too harsh on your death door Venil, you'll be drag by death so fast if you do that" Hizazel said into my face while wearing that disgusting smile. I hate that mustache all along.. I want to cut it so bad.
But.. I can't do it now. I just want to raise my hand and...
Haha.. you pissed? Fuck you old man!
Ah.. I feel to hot on my neck.. I feel like I'm flying.. is that me?
"I died" I said as a surge of light flow towards my face.
Is this heaven? I don't deserve to be here.. I killed many innocent lives to be forgiven just because I've been played.
Hm.. Is that a ceiling? A white ceiling that have a gold joints.. strangely feels familiar.
Hah? What is this now? Is this really heaven?
*Knock* *Knock*
Hm? A knock from the door? Is it an angel?
"Young master, are you awake?" a voice strangely familiar said in the other side of the door.
The door opened and there I see a familiar face. Silky brown hair, blue iris, and extremely small compared to his age.. my personal maid, Cynthia.
"Cynthia? What are you doing here your suppo-" Huh? Why is everything feel so real? I get out of bed and walk towards the window.
"Young master what are you doing?" Cynthia asked as he follows me towards the window.
I strangely feel like I am alive.. Am I really alive?
"Young master, I'm sorry if I wake you up but please refrain from thinking bad things" Cynthia said as she bow down her head.
Is this really the truth? This scenery.. this city.. this room.. I'm back on the Grandia Kingdom, my home.
"Cynthia, what date is today?" I ask and she's quite surprised by a sudden question about what date is it.
Well in the past I barely even want to involve myself into the world, so caring about date and time is not on my vocabulary.
"Uh.. it's the 3rd day of the black sun, in its 289th Turn of the Crow" Cynthia said.
In Grandia Kingdom, the people follow the calendar of the 'Great Crow' and adopted the calendar to the system of the kingdom.
The date is 3rd day of black sun, meaning it's the 3rd month of a new year, and the Crow means the year. 289th the days where the kingdom still prosper, with trades and farming.
The empire had other plans though. They have already implanted quite a lot of personnel on the higher rank of the kingdom, some of them is in the pocket of the empire.
That's why I can't trust anyone right now, because I don't know any puppets that might be in my surroundings.. but one thing is for sure.. Cynthia is trustworthy.
She have been with me ever since I've been an incompetent prince to a time where I become the prince who stab his own country.
Through the pursuit of my enemies.. she died on that tragic accident that solely because of my mistake..
"Cynthia, gather me an information, and tell no one"
"As you order young master." Cynthia without doubt in her head follow my orders.
The days that will come, there's a lot of event that will take place with the empire playing the strings behind. I have to prevent that.. first, I need a team.
A force I can trust my back. Those guys.. I hope to see them again.