The Tyrant Emperor's Cruel Princess
DESIRE

When they arrived at the market, they started to walk around. They continued to wander around until Arya unconsciously headed to the place yesterday, where Arya bought her finger chain bracelet. But when they get there, all they see is....

Empty place?!

But just a few days ago they were here, but... Why did Arya disappear tried to ask the owner of the fruit stall that was right next to the stall yesterday.

"Excuse me, can we ask, where did that stall beside you go?" Arya asked the fruit stall owner politely.

The owner of the fruit stall frowned in surprise. "Sorry son, there was never anyone who occupied, there was empty for decades ago" The owner of the fruit stall gave an explanation but it made Arya et al. widened their eyes in surprise.

Never been occupied!?

Who was that yesterday?!

Who did they meet?!!!

Please give them the clearest explanation?!!!

"But wasn't there an old lady who was selling here yesterday?" Arya's question was still in shock.

"Ah, according to the rumors, the place had its waiter, hence almost everyone did not dare to occupy the place to build their stall"

Okay, Arya's fix et al mental breakdance.

Who're they?

Where're they?

What are they doing here?

Arya et al is really experiencing severe trauma now.

"Friends, we'd better get home now! I still want to maintain my sanity before going crazy! Come on!!" Arya said attracting her two friends who are still quietly sculpting.

Arya who dragged her two best friends towards the train felt burdened, yes it was she brought two sacks of human life but petrified due to shock.

Arya violently dropped the two humans inside the carriage. "If you don't go home now maybe tomorrow you're already a ritual sacrifice of a cult!?" Arya said after throwing both. He patted his hands together which he thought was a little dirty and then cleaned them again with a wet and dried handkerchief.

Really ribet!

"Ck, why should be thrown anyway, can be done in a good way good!" Answer Evan sewot.

"He's right, he can be friendly!" Lili also joined the limb because her head hit the wall of the train.

Sick know?!

"There's no time! We'll be back now! I'm no longer in the mood to walk the street" said Arya crisscrossed her chest, leaned in the chair and closed her eyes.

Along the way there was only a prolonged silence, there was no talk because Arya was currently heavily sleepy, but she endured it. All the way the moon has shown itself above the sky.

Arya turned to the window and opened it wide she looked at the moon that was shining so brightly because now was the time for the full moon to arrive.

Arya looked towards the moon. His eyes could be seen as a void and also lonely. A hint of longing flashed across both of his eyes. She misses her friends and aunt. How are they doing, are they healthy? do they all remember it? He wished everyone who had known him in a happy state and always remembered him, because if forgotten he would disappear. He just wanted someone to remember that. She wanted everyone to feel proud of her like all her friends and aunts in her previous life. They always encouraged him when he felt down as much as his father in this life, Zaint. Even though he was cold could be seen from his attitude if he was very considerate of his head.

His father loved him very much... Although not expressed in words he was sure that was felt by his crazy father.

He didn't want to be cruel but wanted to be any more he had to do that to survive. The only thing her little heart wanted was....

Living normally.

A life that has never been shackled by a feeling of guilt for sin.

Has a peaceful world without any murder and torture.

That'sallthatis... That's all he wanted.

But what power of the world does not allow him to live as he wishes. He always lives in darkness, sometimes he also wants to live with the light that illuminates all.

Living things need light to live, He wants it that way.He yearns for someone who will pull him out of the darkness but... That was never going to happen in his life.

He also did not care much about all that, he had already sunk too far by the suffocating feeling he felt every time he killed people.

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Is Everything... Just an illusion?

After he came home he immediately cleaned himself up and fell asleep without any problems. And now that he's staying tomorrow, he's sent to the next class which makes him goosebumps disco.

Aihs... Her dad is a real bitch!

Why does it have to be that fast anyway?

Wouldn't that successor class be commonly done if he was already eight to twelve years old?!

But could it be that his father sent him there before he was even six?!

His father was truly insane!!

"What are you doing here when the moon is still shining?"

"..." - ".The man came straight away!

"Why?" Zaint asked who raised one eyebrow.

"No, I'm just curious about something" Arya said, turning her gaze toward the sky. He hugged his legs and drowned his face partially, until only his eyes were blankly staring at the sky.

"What do you want to know?" Asked Zaint who was already sitting beside Arya. He held up his legs and raised them to support his hands.

"Dad, how does it feel to be an emperor? Are you happy to be emperor? How do you feel exactly?" Arya asked in the same position.

Zaint glanced at his son who had somehow suddenly asked such a strange thing. He had already been nearly twelve years into emperor and this was the first time anyone had asked about his feelings of being emperor.

If it were to be honest then Zaint would say if he felt numb to the feeling of becoming emperor. There was no taste, but the one who asked was his son where perhaps he would say if he did not have any meaningful feelings to become an emperor.

"Looks... Little sucks?" Said Zaint flat.

"..." - ".Well, that's for sure.

Arya who already knew about her father's personality was just smiling knot. He who was cared for by Zaint since he was a child until he was six years old knew that his father, Zaint, was a characteristic of people who were very monotonous and did not care too much about themselves. Two years Arya is left alone and finds that her father is a person who likes some story books that Arya thinks smell a little dark.

"You mean, being an emperor is like an uniqueness pond?" Zaint furrowed his brows staring in astonishment. He did not understand what his son meant.

"Well... I mean it must be monotonous" said Arya casually turned her face towards Zaint with a sweet smile.

"Don't smile if you can't smile, I hate that!" Zaint wanted to hit his son in the face. For some reason, when he saw his son smiling, Zaint always felt that the smile was fake, like he was hiding all the problems behind his sweet smile.

Suddenly Arya's smile faded from her face, as she listened to her father's words. She did not expect her father to reprimand her for his smile.

Does he know?

No, he can't know?!

"What do you mean, dad?" Arya asked with a plain made-up face.

"Heh, how long are you going to keep putting on that happy mask of yours? I used to see your eyes full of emptiness! Like a soul leaving his body." Said Zaint slightly displaying a troubled face.

Dhegs...

"..." - ".Her... He's right! I can't deny that

Arya smirked and immediately jumped off the roof of the palace. And stepped away followed by Zaint.

"Heh, then you don't need me to tell, because you already know just be quiet as usual!" Arya paused for a moment and said in an extremely cold tone, even Zaint was a little jolted at it. This was the first time he had heard her child's cold tone.

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