Destiny is quite a cruel thing.
Honestly, I don't know if it exists or not. Neither did I ever care about such bullshit.
I mean, they say you die when you are destined to die. But I believe you die when you give up.
Rael Von Ashborn was a noble who was never supposed to be alive. He was destined to die before the story even began.
His only role was shown in the backstory of Viola and his father.
But I defied that possibility. I defied my destiny.
And maybe that is the reason,
That is the reason why that bitch is so obsessed with marrying me off to death like an unwanted and troublesome son…
… because there is no other explanation for my current, completely fucked up situation.
My plan wasn't the most perfect one but it was the most efficient one I had in this situation. One which should have been more than enough to kill some stupid overgrown green pigs and escape without losing much.
I even took some variables into account.
And everything had been going according to it.
