Fairy Tail Destiny-Chapter 152: Ch : The Birth of the Demon King

However, although I was nominally the second son, unlike the first prince, Jellal, who was born from the queen, I was nothing more than an illegitimate child.

My mother had merely been a palace maid.

With such an origin, my status within the royal family could only be described as 'lowly'.

In the royal palace, I was like an invisible person.

No one cared about my feelings, no one ever asked for my thoughts, and some... some didn't even know I existed.

The only thing I could do was strive to prove myself, to earn a place in front of my father—that was my only path forward.

But things weren't that simple, because I had an exceptional older brother—Jellal.

A prodigy, a true child of destiny—those words perfectly described Jellal, the Prince of Edolas.

Even though he was only eight years old, he was already recognized as a genius.

Whether in politics, magic, or any other field, his brilliance made it clear to everyone that he was the future king of Edolas.

And I?

I could do nothing but struggle and survive in the shadow he cast.

No one believed I could surpass Jellal.

No matter how outstanding I was, no matter how perfect my abilities were, it didn't change anything.

No matter who it was... No matter who looked at me...

Their eyes were always full of disdain, regret, pity, and scorn, as if I was arrogant for even trying.

Why...? Why?!

I had confidence that I was no weaker than Jellal.

In fact, in some areas, I was even far superior to him—the so-called 'genius prince'.

But... why?

Why was I forced to live in his shadow?

Why was it that, even if I outperformed him, he could still crush me without effort?

Why was my fate sealed from the very beginning?

I refuse to accept this! How could I possibly accept it?!

"Look, that's him. Even though he's actually more talented than Prince Jellal, someone of his lowly birth could never inherit the throne, right?"

"How pitiful... No matter how hard he tries, it's useless in front of the prince's brilliance."

"Forget it, there's no point talking about him. His fate was sealed from the start—he was born to be nothing more than a stepping stone for Prince Jellal."

Those whispered conversations... I can still hear them.

All of them, without exception, believed that my fate was already decided—that I would forever be trapped in Jellal's shadow, forever buried in the darkness.

No!!!

Don't look at me with those pitiful eyes!!!

Don't look at me with those regretful eyes!!!

Don't look at me with those condescending eyes!!!

I am not worthless!! I have not fallen to that level! I don't need anyone's sympathy!

I don't need anyone's pity! I don't need it!!! Not even a little!!!

It's not over yet!

I will not lose! I will never lose!

I refuse to accept this fate!!

Then, when I was fifteen, an unexpected turning point appeared—

The future king of Edolas, Jellal, suddenly ran away from home.

This event threw the entire kingdom into turmoil—

But to me, it was an opportunity.

"Why? Why is it that even after my brother left, I still can't be the heir?"

I lowered my head, letting my bangs conceal the bone-chilling killing intent in my eyes and the darkness clouding my expression.

"There's no reason. What I do requires no explanation to you," Faust replied coldly.

"...Am I inferior to him in any way?"

"Since you insist on asking, then I'll tell you bluntly—your bloodline is impure. You would stain the honor of the royal family."

Every word was like a blade, each cutting deeper than the last.

Without hesitation, Faust's merciless words pierced through my heart, tearing it apart as if ripping my very soul to shreds.

I don't even remember how I walked out of that room.

I don't remember where my soulless footsteps led me.

So... everything I worked for was meaningless?

Everything was predetermined from the very beginning?

The moment I realized this, my world collapsed—shattering like a fragile pane of glass crashing to the ground.

In my mind, it was as if something exploded, leaving nothing but a blank void.

(Is this where it ends...? Did I lose... just because of this? Just because of my so-called birthright?)

A mocking smile crept onto my lips—mocking that old bastard, mocking myself.

How ironic.

So... this is my fate?

This... is my fate?!

I clenched my fists tightly and looked up at the sky, struggling to keep my tears from overflowing, though my eyes had already lost all focus.

(It's... over...) These words lingered in my mind.

At that moment, a deafening roar erupted from the sky, jolting me out of my daze.

I looked up and saw a distinct rift suddenly tear open in the pitch-black night sky.

From within, a substance resembling a meteor shot toward me, dragging a long trail of light as it plummeted in my direction.

Boom!

The unknown object crashed into the ground, blasting open a massive crater.

(What... is that?)

Driven by curiosity, I slowly approached the impact site.

However, what entered my sight was not a meteorite but a sword—one deeply embedded in the earth.

It was a black longsword, its blade wrapped in an indescribable dark energy.

Merely standing there, it exuded a chilling presence.

The air around it twisted faintly, as if trying to swallow all surrounding light into its blade and drag it into the abyss.

The first impression it gave was darkness—destruction.

The only strange thing was the numerous deep cracks covering its blade, as if it had suffered severe damage.

Yet, even so, this did nothing to diminish the sword's eerie and dangerous allure.

As if bewitched by a demon's whisper, I found myself unconsciously stepping closer to the black sword.

When I reached it, the blade suddenly trembled slightly, letting out a metallic hum—almost like...

Like it was pleading for mercy?

(It's... afraid of me?) A strange thought flashed through my mind.

Hesitating for a moment, I reached out and gently grasped the hilt of the black sword.

In an instant, a will of submission surged into my mind—like a stray pet that had finally found its master, a sense of joyous devotion poured into my consciousness from the sword.

Then, an unbelievably immense power erupted from the blade, surging through my entire body.

So strong—unimaginably strong.

The energy flowing from the sword into me was so overwhelming that my mind momentarily went blank.

The ground beneath my feet cracked apart, splitting into a web of fractures like a shattered spiderweb.

At that moment, I felt as if I had become the sole ruler of the world—the king who could command all existence!

"Yes... this is it... this is how it should be," I murmured to myself, the light in my eyes growing ever more intense.

"There's no need to beg others, no need to rely on anyone... As long as I am strong enough—strong enough to shatter everything, strong enough to destroy everything, strong enough to crush all resistance..."

Clenching the black sword tightly, a sinister grin slowly crept onto my lips.

.............

I sat silently on the throne, coldly gazing down at the blood-soaked ground littered with severed limbs.

Before me stood the kingdom's soldiers, gripping their weapons yet too afraid to charge forward.

Lowering my eyes, I looked at the trembling old man beneath my feet, and the sneer on my lips grew even more radiant.

"What's this? Is this the extent of the kingdom's army? If this is all you have, you're not even worthy of serving as a warm-up." I casually flicked the black sword, shaking off the fresh blood staining its blade.

Upon hearing my words, the soldiers below me were overcome with fear, their faces pale with terror.

I, however, remained indifferent, a cruel smile playing on my lips.

Applying more force with my foot, the man beneath me—Faust—let out a pained wail.

"Stop! Noel, I am your father!"

"Oh? My sincerest apologies then, Father~" I sneered, my voice dripping with mockery.

Pressing down harder, I used Faust's body as leverage to push myself upright.

The sound of cracking bones rang in my ears, yet to me, it was nothing short of music.

The brutal impact rendered Faust unconscious, his body now limp beneath me.

But I no longer paid him any heed.

My gaze turned cold as I looked upon the soldiers before me.

"From now on, the kingdom's army answers to me. Drop your weapons and kneel, or die where you stand!"

A suffocating aura of bloodlust seeped from the black blade in my grasp, sending shivers down the spines of all who beheld it.

Faced with such terror, the soldiers exchanged hesitant glances.

But after only a moment's pause, one soldier took the lead, casting his weapon to the ground.

Seeing his example, the rest followed suit, dropping their weapons one by one before falling to their knees, pledging their submission to me.

"Hahahahahaha!!! Yes... this is it. There's no need to waste effort, no need to trust anyone. As long as I have power in my hands, that's all that matters. I only need to believe in myself!

I am not wrong!!

In this world, the only thing you can trust is yourself!

In this world, the only thing you can rely on is the power in your own hands!!!"

..............

Buried deep beneath the earth by Noel's strike, Edolas Noel suddenly snapped his eyes open.

His once clear and sky-blue pupils had turned a blood-red hue, filled with nothing but boundless rage and murderous intent.

The black energy surrounding the Sword of Judgment seemed to react to some unseen force, suddenly becoming violent and uncontrollable, completely enveloping Edolas Noel's body.

That inky darkness resembled some monstrous entity born from the depths of the abyss, radiating an ominous and foreboding aura.

"Hahahahahaha! Die, die, die! Anyone who dares to oppose me must die!!!"

Edolas Noel's once-handsome face twisted into a manic, savage grin, his expression a grotesque mix of frenzy and madness.

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