When I opened my eyes…


    I had nothing… except for this dark rage toward something I could not remember.


    Who did or how, I do not know… but I feel betrayed by something I had put my faith in.


    …No… I was made to put my faith in it.


    Without a will, without a conscience… I was made to believe that all I had done was for the sake of that something.


    I can’t remember…


    Who… Why… How…


    I feel frustrated for being unable to vent this ugly overflowing emotions within me.


    I had nothing except for this…


    “You’re finally awake…”


    It was a calm soothing voice. It immediately quenched the rage within me.


    I tried to look for the source of the voice, but my vision was still hazy. All I could make out was the silhouette of a man.


    That was all he said before he stayed still, completely unmoving like a sculpted stone statue.


    Ah… he was waiting for me.


    After a short while, my sight cleared and I could finally see the man before me. My first impression of him was… he was dying.


    His skin was pale like a corpse. Blood seeped through his lips. His gaze was unfocused.


    And there was a dark red hole in his chest…


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    I did that, was what I thought. I made that hole in his chest.


    “Who—” Before I could ask he placed a finger on my lips.


    “I don’t have much time,” he said weakly. “Remember this…


    “From now on, your name will be Ellavetra… Ellavetra Inferna. I am your father, and my name is Dovarnies Inferna.


    “Those who invade our home are our enemies… but do not hate them.”


    I was confused by his words, but his voice held a certain charm. I felt like all he said was the truth and that denial of any of it was not possible.


    But then, the rage within me swelled. I gritted my teeth and clenched my fists.


    I let my emotions consume me… then it all disappeared as I was embraced.


    “In time, you will remember… and in time, you will understand…


    “Do not hate them.”


    I could only nod as the man who called himself my father died while embracing me.


    “Your majesty.”


    A figure appeared beside us… a young lady dressed in formal maid attire.


    She knelt on one knee and lifted a hand towards me.


    “Come,” she said. “It is time for your coronation ceremony…


    “As the new Lord of Inferna.”