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I lived a harsh life, enduring lessons since I was a child. I was hit if I was wrong, hit if I made a mistake, and hit even if I did well. It was all because I couldn't keep up with my brother. Because I couldn't even manage half of what that perfect brother of mine could. What was I supposed to do about him being so gifted? A mass of inferiority complexes clumped together to form a single spirit of rebellion. That day— The moment I skipped my successor training and ran into a field I didn't know— I locked eyes with a child. A child with big, clear eyes who looked to be about my age. That day, I realized what people meant by love at first sight. The way you boldly asked why I was coming in here was maddeningly lovely, and every single action was just adorable. — Ten years later. Until the day I killed my brother with my own hands and ascended the throne. I visited that field every single day without fail. I am still waiting for you, Guest. Please come back to me. I'll be waiting.