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Twin Reincarnation: Epics Of The Worldline-Chapter 362 Morexis Von Jivan Kadeloth Paras De Barnacle
[Crown Prince Morex’s POV: ]
(Western continent: Barnacle empire: imperial capital, imperial palace.)
"We greet the blazing sun of the eternal world."
Standing before the emperor, my father, in the grand hall of the great imperial palace along with my brothers and sisters, we all greeted the eternal emperor, the absolute monarch with a bow of Deepest respect.
"Sit down."
But he was just as cold as I remember him to be.
-Shrrr... shrrr...
There were more than a hundred of us, all his offsprings, all possessing different ties and relationships with one another, but all connected with his blood.
{ "The luminous monarch will address the princes and princesses individually now. You all are requested to present yourself when your names are called." }
The new minister that was now announcing his wishes just like the last one did until he killed him like he did to the one before that, was soon going to die as well from the looks of it.
He wasn’t that good so it seems he was only hired by the Divine sword as a temporary replacement.
{ "The first Prince, Almez Kadeloth Paras De Barnacle, step forward." }
’The show begins once again...’
What was happening right now could be called a random gathering of the imperial hairs by the emperor, a routine checkup where he calls all of us which later leads up to somethig messy.
’I have all faith in the world that this one is going to be far worse than what I’ve seen until now.’
The first prince, technically the eldest brother of ours, was so old that he had his own grandchildren. Young grandchildren that had no visible connection to the throne.
’He was a smart person that had given up his rights to the throne a long time ago and accepted to become a noble vessel of the empire instead.’
That granted him the freedom of having a life away from this shitshow and that also helped him get to the position he was at in the far southern part of the empire.
He was old, he looked old, and still, he was somehow a blood brother of ours.
But that was only natural.
{ "First princess..." }
Just like every time, during these routine gatherings, we were supposed to just give our greetings to the absolute monarch, the Red tyrant sitting on that auspicious throne.
If he had something he wanted to say or tell to the children that came to life after he fucked women from all around this world, he would say it... but that was a rare moment.
’All these ’brothers’ and ’sisters’ of mine considered a word from him to be something so precious that they would brag about it for years and years.’
I’ve seen all that already. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
’I’ve heard and I’ve read things about this ’family’ of mine that just doesn’t make much sense.’
But then again, this is no normal family.
{ "Twelfth Prince..." }
And the children, the brothers and sisters I had were no normal individuals either.
"I greet the Blazing sun-."
"Gram."
"...?!"
They were people like any normal person in this world, but since they were born from the blood of the absolute emperor, they possessed their own unique talents.
Some were good at arts, some were good with weapons, some were good with magic, while some were just naturally smart.
There were some that were normal compared to the others but they were normal only from the outside and did not know the powers that they had.
There were some that had made a name for themselves all around the world without revealing their identities as members of the imperial family, but it was very easy to tell if someone was a member of the Barnacle imperial family or not.
"You have become a father, I heard."
"Y-yes my lord!"
Every member of this family either had red hair or deep red eyes like the ones I had... characteristics passed down by the dominant emperor that manifested in every single one of his offsprings one way or the other.
’There were only a few individuals in this ’family’ of ours that did not possess the genetic characteristics of red hair and red eyes. However, it was easy to tell that they were the offspring of the emperor from their status windows and unique skills.’
I called it a curse, but some of them regarded it as a blessing that we were somehow connected to him in some way.
That there was a natural connection between us that one could not just ignore or deny.
’Every member of this family, namely his offsprings, possessed a blessing or a natural Buff that was passed down to all of his children.’
(Connection to the Monarch)
A blessing that somehow connected his direct offsprings with him.
A curse that allowed him to reward or punish the lives that he had created.
’It was all an absurd drama.’
The reason he had so many offspring had nothing to do with his desire to control his children or his desire to find a credible successor.
He had been sitting on that throne for thousands of years now and he still looked just as young as he must have been in his original forties.
’There was only one reason I had so many ’siblings’.’
This father of ours was a horny bastard that saw women as nothing more than an object of pleasure. A kind of pleasure that was not the same to him when obtained from the same person.
’He travelled the world and picked up any women he found desirable, brought them back with him and added them to his absurd harem.’
The women that were chosen by him mostly considered themselves fortunate since they got the chance to have an eternally comfortable life in exchange for sleeping with that bastard... of course, that was only true if they survived that night.
’Not many people know it since the information about these kinds of things related to him are hidden well, but I know that the survival rate of these poor women is not even thirty percent.’
And that isn’t even what makes him the kind of dirtbag he is.
It’s his attitude towards the ones that do survive him... perhaps more than once, and, his attitude towards the offsprings that come from them.
"Then, your child will need someone to look after them, right?"
"Hmmm? Yes...?"
"You shall come and live in the palace."
The eyes of my older brother that was quite old, and wasn’t anything too great among us, widened so much it seemed like he was having a heart attack.
"My lord?!"
He knew the implication of the words that he had spoken just now. He knew what he meant and some of the people present here had already expected it, aside from him of course.
"How could I...?!"
"Shut up."
-Ooooooooooooooooong!
It was said that he met her wife in a corner of the eastern continent and that his wife was a beautiful lady from a small nation.
She was no noble but she was an extremely attractive person that even the other nobles had their eyes on... but, since he was from the imperial family, he had never thought he would have to worry about someone doing something to her.
’He must have believed that his love was safe as long as he was part of this family.’
Poor brother... he was fairly young even though he was older than me. So, he certainly did not know what kind of trash this ’father’ of ours was.
"It was not a request."
He had revealed his absolute Aura, and as soon as he did that, the brother of ours fell to the ground with his head touching the very floor.
"Ughhh...!"
He struggled to get up, to speak up against him, to retaliate with all the little strength he possessed... but it was of no use.
"Tsk."
He did not like the ones that were neither obedient nor had any power to stand up to him.
"You should have listened when I was talking."
-Oooooooooooong!
He increased the pressure on him, and... even though he struggled, used the
Mana that he could control, used his skill, the power of his blessing, everything he possibly could in that short moment he still had his breaths, nothing was of any use.
"Next."
His heart stopped soon, his internal organs damaged by the sharp Aura of the emperor, his blood flowing out of his eyes, nose, and mouth... filling the very ground he stood on a moment before.
{ "Princess..." }
It was nothing new for anyone witnessing this from the sides, but it certainly was a new scene for the young brothers and sisters of mine that were witnessing this for the first time.
’Haaaa...’
He was ruthless. He was a bastard. And more than anything else, he was disgusting.
He had power, greater power than most others in this world.
There was an entire empire under him, he practically ruled this continent.
He owned a portion of this world and he ruled over everything as a supreme monarch that seemed to have the authority to judge and rule anything and everything in this world.
’The power rode his head, and after such a long time, it had driven him crazy.’
He saw women as mere objects of momentary pleasure, he saw his offsprings as nothing more than his subjects.
The possessions of his subjects was his own possessions according to him, and since his subjects were his Possessions, he could do Anything he wanted to his Subjects.
’He’s a monster.’
A monster that killed my mother... perhaps the only person that had truly loved him. The only one who had been strong enough to handle him for decades.
{ "Crown Prince, Morexis Von Jivan Kadeloth Paras De Barnacle. Step forward." }
He killed the only one that had power and ability to change this tyrant.
And the day he did that, he sparked a flame...
"The crown prince of the great empire greets the blazing sun of the eternal world..."
...that was going to devour everything that he had, starting today.







