POV: Grett Baal
What in the worldhave I done to deserve this?
The maid Golem in charge of my protection was fighting Dyngir Maxwell. They were on equal standing at the beginning, but soon enough the Golem became at a disadvantage: the battle was going to be decided soon.
This wasnt supposed to happenI was going to turn this empire into heaven on earth
I was chosen by the gods. I cant die in a ce like this.
Motherdidnt you always say so too?
I recalled a distant memory. From when I was still a child and mother was still alive.
Mother was a stunningly beautiful woman especially her golden hair. The emperor fell in love with it, and took her as his first consort.
After the marriage, however, she failed to produce an heir for a long while. By the time I was finally born, a concubine had already given birth to Lars.
If I had been born first, I would have surely be the sole candidate for next emperor.
Many at court, however, still leaned on the practice of the firstborn son inheriting the throne: in the end, my older brother and I ended up having to fight for the throne.
Mother, probably out of guilt for giving birth to mete, used to tell me something over and over during my infancy.
You are a child chosen by the gods. You are going to be the next emperor and unify the whole continent.
Mothers teachings pushed me to strive as hard as I could in order to be emperor.
Unfortunately, my frail constitution did not allow me to excel in martial arts. In exchange, I crammed knowledge of economy, politics and adjacent studies in my head.
At first, I only wanted to make my mother happy. I wanted to live as she wished. I wanted to see her smile. That was the whole reason why I wanted to be emperor.
When mother sumbed to illness, however, something twisted inside me.
Hahahahow has ite to this, really
The maid Golems right shoulder was torn off. Both of its upper limbs were now gone: it couldnt go on fighting any more.
Which meant that I was going to be the next target.
I was going to be killed. Without being able to aplish anything all those I loved the most, taken away from me.
I was chosen by the godsthere is no way I can die hereyes, I am going to unify the continentthe imperial g will fly high, everywhereand then
Take the most beautiful woman in the world as my bride
Rossellia
The woman I recognized as most beautiful, as perfect. Hair of gold just like mother. Yet she was now next to Dyngir Maxwell, not me.
Her gaze towards Dyngir Maxwell clearly brimmed with love and affection.
Whywhy are you there? Why wont you look at me? Why
Why am I all alone?
Not one knight, not one attendant, no one is on my side.
Am I in the wrong?
It cant be
I cant be the one in the wrong. Which meansthat everything, everyone else is.
Rossellia, who wont ept me. The world, which wont recognize my value. It was all wrong, from the beginning.
Enough!! Who cares about the empire! Who cares about the continent! You can all disappear, for all I care!!
I didnt care about anything anymore.
I vigorously shouted an order to the Golem facing Dyngir Maxwell.
Golem, self-destruct!! Blow everything away!!
Under stood.
Following my order, the Golem blinked in white and red lights. Secondster, all the energy left in it was going to turn into mes of destruction.
Kh!
Dyngir Maxwell realized what was going to happen and covered Rossellia with his body. I grinned and gave the coup de grace.
Zeus! Maximum output! Destroy this whole floor!!
My order activated Zeus lightning production function. The electric energy gathered on the top of the tower. A godlike force of destruction, turned against itself.
AHAHAHAHAHA!!! DISAPPEAR!!! YOU, ALL, DISAPPEAR!!!
Countless thunderbolts crashed through the ceiling, raining on the top floor of the tower.
At the same time, the maid Golem erupted in violent mes.
Everything before me became lightning and me then white.