A Dream, Can It Come True?!
Episode 04 [Antagonist or Protagonist?]

The author, something given power over all the destinies of mankind that he chose. Not infrequently, the author changed many people who he found interesting, he wrote every incident and action done by his chosen man, crying, angry, hate, suffering all is the will of the author. But if the man is useless in the story, what will the writer do? Killed..!

Being killed was the most terrible choice, yet there were those who were not killed but eliminated, existences and everything that had to do with him. Or, there is something more terrifying than that, forgotten..! The writer forgot himself and made another Main Character. Do you think the Main Character and the Protagonist are the same?! They are obviously different..!

"........"

The author was silent, he just kept silent and looked at the back of the Death God Azura who had moved away. He bowed, staring at the white floor under his feet "You think I made all this? Obviously if this is all the wrong Author has made this story, it's not my fault, because I'm just one of the many Main Characters he has created..!"

A Dream, Can It Come True?! One of the worlds he has created and I am one of the Main Characters he has created. A story in which the Main Character is the plot determinant of the story, a story without any protagonists and a story in which the Main Characters can think as they please about "That I am the protagonist in this story..!" The reality is inversely proportional.

In another place, in a room. It looked dark and silent, and could not be seen anything in the darkness. 

'Tok..but..!'

A knocking sound rang out in every inch of the room, echoing. The sound of an open door rang out, a subtle squeak as the door opened and closed completely echoed within the room. "Your Highness Prince, do you feel fine living in this messy place? Provided you are the prince of the Empire, a prince should live in a large Mansion right?" The heavy voice of a man rang out, a slightly terrifying yet gentle voice simultaneously.

A teenage boy appeared behind the darkness, his body appeared thin and unkempt. The reddish eyes of the teenage boy look very empty, the red iris like a diamond that should shine even looks no light. "Who are you? Why talk about rights to an illegitimate child of mixed blood like me? And why do you call me such an honorific, it certainly doesn't suit me who's this bastard. Sir, maybe you're looking for someone wrong, I beg you to leave..!"

The teenage boy looked down at the tall man before him, and said, "Sir, please go. There is nothing you will get from approaching me! Please, please go..!" He shouted, slightly staring in annoyance at the middle-aged man before him.

"Who told you that I know people wrong? No no, I come with my own two feet and I will also go with my own two feet, but after I finish my business with you first, this matter is a little urgent..!" Without being asked by the middle-aged man to sit on the bed belonging to the teenage boy, it was only a decent seat for him.

The teenage boy lowered his head, whispering small while hoping that the middle-aged man would not listen to "Will he kill me? Really.." The Angry colored iris that was like a Diamond he closed, his entire body trembling in fear.

"No, I would probably take the life of a child like you. Obviously it is not my job, I only take the life of an animal, it is not my responsibility to take the life of a human..!" The middle-aged man laughed, not knowing what was funny about their every word. Weirdo..!

"Come, come a little closer to me.." He waved, gesturing for the teenage boy to come closer to him.

A little hesitant, the teenage boy approached, walking slowly towards the middle-aged man. 

'Shus..Haph!'

The middle-aged man clutched the tiny chin of the teenage boy. "Sir, what are you doing?!" The teenage boy was terrified, he closed his eyes, hoping and hoping if all was just a dream. But it hurts, and according to the book he reads if man can feel pain then it is not a dream, but reality.

"Open your eyes, I want to see it…"

The teenager opened his eyelids slowly, he was afraid, his whole body was trembling. Red irises of eyes are like ruby diamonds, beautiful even without light. The middle-aged man felt amazed "Great, beautiful..!" Measure it by getting stronger gripping the tiny face of the teenage boy.

'Whuss.!''s chat..!'

"Ohuk.huk…!"

A black glint full of ambition filled the middle-aged man's eyes, he stared at the teenage boy's face with ambition. "You, do you want to become the ruler of The Emperor? Don't you want to change your fate?! Want to live like a rat, don't you think?!"

"You, don't you want to take revenge on the person who dumped you, take revenge on those who oppressed you?! Want right?"

"No, even if I want to not be able to. They're too…"

"Powerful? Do you want the power to take revenge on them?"

A flash of ambition emerged from his red eyes, without hesitation he said "Yes, I want that!" Full of self-confidence he said his words.

However, his confidence was instantly lost "but, how? I can't beat my brother who has become crown prince.."

The middle-aged man laughed with a "Crown prince? Who spreads falsehood, in the future there are only two candidates who will climb the seat of The Emperor, namely You and Candidate Grand Duke Azerentra..! The villain and the main character, that's the role that's been determined..!"

The lightless red eyes now began to give off their radiance, countless rays of ambition and lust "Who will be the villain and who will be the lead?"

"You, you're the main character, make yourself think that way.."

"So you're saying, young master Azerentra is a criminal?"

"No, he will also be made to think as the main character, because in this story there is no main character, there is no..!"

In a hallway that only heard footsteps, a sneezing sound that was quite strong was heard, it was quite a shock to some people who were there. "My nose is itchy, what's going on?" A teenage boy with red hair and blue eyes, he was walking down a glistening hallway in luxurious black clothes. Two female servants and five bodyguards walked behind him, they seemed confused by the actions of his young master who spoke himself.

One of the female servants asked her to speak, her tone cheerful "Young master, supposedly said that if you sneeze for no reason, it means someone who does not like you is talking or bad intentions to you. Do you think anyone doesn't like you in the Grand Duchy?"

"I don't know, I've never been out of this house before, so I'm not sure if anyone doesn't like me"

"Oh you're right.."

The long, shiny hallway was now silent, no one spoke, only the sound of shoes greeting the floor was heard. One of the other servants ventured to speak, his tone as cheerful as the waiter who had "No need to grieve young master, not two more days is your birthday, not two more days, and that means you will be officially announced to the whole world, your face will be the longest anywhere, your popularity will certainly reach the country elf or demon, he said, and surely there will be many people who like it or not to you, who would not envy a successor without a competitor from the most esteemed family in the continent?!"

It should have been comforting to Young Master Azerentra, but it was beyond estimation. "What's? You said my birthday was two days away? Joking yes, I am 12 years old now and two more days will reach 13, you really are not funny if you mention this joke..!" Marcel was angry, his face flushed. His blue-eyed iris emitted a murderous glint, he had even taken out a sword from its sheath.

"Young gentlemen…"

Why is he angry? What's wrong with his birthday, he won't die quickly just because he's one year old, right? I was talking wrong, and it looks like it is. 

The sword had been right around the woman's servant's neck, a bit of blood had come out from where it should have been. A sizeable scratch was already on the white neck, a red color had already dripped onto the floor with the carpet that was also just as red, it became even more beautiful as fresh blood fell on it. The carpet seemed to have been exposed to countless bloodstains, red, symbolizing a danger..!

......SERIATE......