The Tyrant Emperor's Cruel Princess
FLASHBACK BY GRANDPA

A few minutes after the extraordinary event.

Arya had held Aryan's face long enough without letting go. It seemed like she was amazed by Aryan's face that was so similar to her, wasn't it! But it was exactly the same as his face.

"Ar, you're not done yet?" asked Aryan who was very resigned.

"Well, how am I supposed to finish, it's a miracle 'cause I can touch your face, you know?" arya replied pressing down on both of Aryan's cheeks with her palm. His slightly round sharp eyes were like reflecting a glittering radiance as he stared at Aryan's face.

The grandfather who looked at them not far away opened his mouth in a whisper. "... Two future Emperors, the noble Soul King, imperfect reincarnation..."

Aryan who faintly heard the murmur of the grandfather pulled his eyebrows slowly.

Nasi– what?

"Arya, do you know him?"

Arya turned her head to look at the grandfather who was standing not far from them was astonished.

"If at first glance it looks like father, but it's not father's face"

The middle-aged man had some wrinkles, his eyes were emerald green and his hair bright red. The pale white skin looked the same as Arya and Aryan. Her smile was sweet and there were her dimples as well.

"Hey grandfather! You said if I was right, what was right?"

The grandfather raised his head, "you're right because I'm your grandfather! Hm, it might be more true if you call me great-grandfather, because I am the grandfather of your father and the father of your grandfather"

Arya and Aryan raised their heads together. What do you mean by grandfather and grandfather? Are the two words different?(right)

"Great-grandfather?"

Zaint was currently the 12th Emperor which meant that this person in front of them was.... Emperor 10th!?

"Loh Yan's? If the one in front of us is the 10th Emperor doesn't that mean he's a ghost?" arya asked Aryan who was a little dumbfounded.

"No, it is certain that the 10th Emperor is already potek*?" aryan answered rubbing Aryan's head back and forth.

^^^(*menenggoy)^^

"Two random children" the grandfather murmured in a nod.

"Ehem! So what's grandfather's name... Bu-buyu~t?" look, now Arya's just asking. All he knew was that the 10th Emperor had a name quite a lot either because of what. Hm, the name is not definitely in one place.

^^^(I mean, one place one name, for example if the village and city name can vary)^^

"You want to know?" Arya and Arya nodded.

"Really~?" Arya and Aryan nodded again.

"Serius~?" the feelings of Arya and Aryan instantly gave a signal if it seemed like they were being played by the old man.

"Can you just tell me? Don't be so convoluted! You're pissing off, hih!!!"

"Haha! Alright-well... Damien Arfen Alexander Roseland! You know that already, right?"

Arya tilted her head. He looked at Aryan with a confused look.

Damien's?

Alexander's? Whats??

Seriously?

Aryan patted Arya's head while shaking her head. Never mind....

Arya asked again: "kok her middle name is the same as ours?"

The grandfather raised his eyebrows.

"Hm? Um... Is that a special name?"

"I know! Just how can you?"

Emperor Damien's grandfather raised his head and turned back his memories.

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"Hey stupid grandson! Stop there!"

The 10th Emperor, Damien Arfen Alexander Roseland, who is almost 70 years old, stood at the end of the hallway with his hands pointed at the boy who looked about 7 years old with an annoyed face.

"..."

Emperor Damien approached the boy quickly.

"You again brought a magic book from the palace library, Ain?"

The boy, whose full name is Zaint Lean Roseland, is one of the grandchildren he recognizes after the 2nd prince. Boys who have skillful and great sword skills. Only one child's flaws in his eyes. Zaint was a child who was more interested in politics and magic.

Emperor Damien stared at the book brought by prince Zaint with dislikeful eyes.

'Advanced magic techniques' types of books that would not even be read by a child who graduated twice from the Academy though.

"Hah~! You read a book like that again, nothing else?"

Prince Zaint blinked his eyes and took out another book he had brought along.

'1001 How to make a mouse an ant'

Emperor Damien growled in great annoyance. What the hell is that book?! Make rats into ants? What does it mean to 'make officials submissive'? You bad boy!!!

"From you're worried about adult problems, what if you learn not to talk? Huh, what if you have kids? Whether you will be irrit talk also(rightly) or your child who is contagious irit talk you (half right, half wrong)"

Prince Zaint blinked his eyes expressionlessly. Honestly, he is lazy...

"... I don't want to.." after a moment of silence Prince Zaint immediately left Keisar Damien a.k.a his grandfather.

"She said she didn't want to?" grandpa was cengo. Out of the many grandchildren, Zaint was the most severe of the problems to defy him.

"Haissssss! Is there such a child?" asked Emperor Damien

"That's an example!" tell someone new to come.

"Heee true~"

Prince Zaint was 15 years old, before escaping from the Palace...

"When do you ma*i?" prince Zaint asked right behind former Emperor Damien with his flat face.

"Don, breng*ek! You brash grandson!! You're praying for me to go fast, heh!!?" Damien loudly threw a glass at Prince Zaint but missed.

"Based on the stubborn old man" murmured Zaint glanced at the pitiful-looking glass flakes.

Bratty grandson!!

"Ugh, my head is dizzy!" the former Emperor was holding his head that was like it was spinning.

"Do you want a mokad?" asked Prince Zaint with a sinless face.

"Bad!!! Damn animal!!" damien shouted making his head even more painful.

"I beast means you grandfather beast" replied Prince Zaint with eyes that looked unconcerned.

"Anj-kids!!"

Damien sat his body on the single sofa.

His head wanted to break. Gini really has a granddaughter model baj*ngan like this.

"Hey Zaint, you remember your middle name, right?"

"Lean"

"Hm, right! It's my last day at this place, so I want to give you my middle name!"

"No" quickly replied Prince Zaint.

What say?

"What's? You refuse?"

"... Aye"

Damien took a long breath. It feels like he wants to scream WHYAAAAAAA?!!!

"Reason?"

"..."

"You're silent means you agree! Ok! From now on your name is ZAINT ALEXANDER ROSELAND!!"

"No..."

"Why??"

"Sir"

"Reason?"

"Don't want to"

"Heh, I'm gone forever not while stupid! So inevitably have to!!!"

"...You old man forcing!" prince Zaint was very upset

From then on Zaint's middle name was changed to 'Alexander' due to the coercion of his beloved lac-grandfather.

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"Eck..."

"Look....."

"Dluck...."

"Grandfather..."

"Hey great-grandfather!!"

Arya kept calling her great-grandfather but it was like the old geezer was daydreaming about something.

Hmh...!

Arya and Aryan frowned and glanced at each other then shrugged at the same time.

"Why is she laughing like that?" arya asked Aryan and replied with a headband.

"Where do I know!"

"He's a pervert, huh? Her cheeks are red, huh! Sh-should we go?" tanya Aryan patted Aryan on the shoulder.

"Come on!"

"Eh! Wait!!" intercept the two people who came with Damien's grandfather.

"Please wait, prince and princess? i beg?" said Siam intercepting with worried face

Arya and Aryan were quiet in the place. "Si'm not it, is it?"

"Yes"

Meanwhile, Chi-Chi shakes Grandpa Damien's body very strongly.

"Master! The master! Wake up! Hurry up!!"

Grandpa Damien wakes up after a moment of being shaken by Chi-Chi.

"Is there consciousness?" arya asked hiding behind Aryan.

"Hoo! Yes, I'm conscious! Sorry about that"

Arya shakes.

I don't know what Grandpa Damien did that made the colorful room turn into an empty space in plain white.

"Well, kids! I want to ask you guys"

Arya who looked around her with a confused face turned to look at her great-grandfather.

"See that one over there?" point Grandpa Damien to his right.

Arya and Aryan turned their heads together. Their eyes reflected something beautiful.

"White sparkles" Arya said with a beaming face.

"The tree is amazing" praised Aryan who looks very fascinated with the tree at the end there.

"Well! Now look at what's under that tree!"

Arya and Aryan narrowed their eyes and tried to focus on something under the tree.

"Something red?"

Aryan who was originally silent now showed a strange gelagat. It was as if he knew something under the tree.

"Aryans! Come on!!" Aryan pulled Aryan's hand abruptly.

They came under that tree. They're stopped...

Arya was silent and unable to move. His zambrut green eyes were dripping something clear slowly.

Ah... She's crying...? But why...?

Aryan felt if his eyes were moist immediately rubbed her roughly.

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Ok guys, I have to say a lot of thanks to those who have supported me during making this story. Honestly, a lot of obstacles fit want to type every sentence. Like many typos, if the writing is slow, the grammar is random, the keyboard is not usually invited to work together, HP kebanting, uncertain intentions, lazy, and so on.

I uploaded Monday August 1, 2022 because it is a very important day for me.

Yapp!! Today is my 16th birthday😆🥳 as well as my second year as a High School student (if it has been past a few weeks of school wkwk)!!

Didn't expect it was more than after I typed this story (although many obstacles like those written before) but no papa! As long as my account is not damaged (it has been damaged because hehe) and my HP is still safe I will continue typing this story until the end, look forward to it!!