Chapter 1
A man of about 30 years old with black hair, looking upward, standing upright with despair, smiles a little. Tears fall from his eyes as he cries. "Why, why am I..." he says.
Thousands of human corpses lie lifeless on the ground. "Could the gods pardon me?" he asks.
He removes his gaze. "If all that they told you was fake, if all the good you did was fake and a waste, if all that you have accomplished was sinful, if your hands were stained with blood covering a continent... If you thought you were a hero to others, but the truth is you were more evil than good... And finally, if all that you have been seeing as your reality, your vision, was an illusion... what could you have done?"
He curses the day he was born. "Please, if I could return back... back, please."
He hears a voice. The voice says, "I pity you. Your life was just a curse. You thought you did good, but all was bad. I feel your pain, so I will give you a chance."
In a grand manor or domain, a lady wakes up from her luxurious bed. She is a 16-year-old lady with long, silver-blue hair, golden eyes, and skin white as snow.
"Was that a dream? No, it was too real to be a dream," says the lady.
She touches her face, looking around. "My room is pretty, cute... mm."
She hears a voice, and her hair stands on end. Immediately, she looks at her chest. She is shocked. "Am I a lady?"
There's a knock at the door of the lady's room. "Madam, can we enter?" says a maid.
Lady: "Enter."
All of a sudden, 5 maids enter. One maid is in front of the others.
Maid: "Madam, your father requests your presence for dinner."
Lady: "My father?"
Maid: "Yes, madam, your father."
Lady: (pauses)
Maid Ever, assigned directly to Lady Elina, is a private maid with the talent to detect temperature changes, sickness, or infections. She is not able to use magic. She is a 22-year-old lady with short, platted black hair and brown eyes.
Maid Ever: "Madam Elina, are you alright? Do you have a fever? Should I call a doctor?"
The maid touches her forehead.
Maid Ever: "Temperature 37 degrees Celsius, no sign of infection or sickness."
Lady: "No, please."
The other maids are shocked that Madam Elina would say such a thing.
Maid Ever: "What is my father's name?"
Maid Ever: "Crownwell."
Maid Ever: "And this domain is the Crownwell's domain."
Lady: (Crownwell)
Suddenly, her memories come back. "My name is Elina Crownwell. I always feel so mighty. I lack respect for all who are inferior to me because of my social status. My father is Crownwell. The Crownwell family is one of the richest families, second only to the royal family, with a capital or revenue of 144 billion gold coins, and the second most influential family in this kingdom.
"Duke Crownwell is married to two women, Rosilia Stack Crownwell and Liz Grey Crownwell, and has a total of 9 children, 6 boys and 3 girls. Rosilia Stack Crownwell has 4 children, 2 girls and 2 boys. Liz Grey Crownwell has 5 children, 4 boys and 1 girl. Furthermore, Elina Crownwell is the last born of Rosilia Stack Crownwell."
Elina: (What kind of person was I?) Tell father that I'm coming.
Maid: Yes, madam Elina.
A maid went.
Maid Ever: It's time to prepare yourself.
After some time, Elina went out of her room, walking majestically, as if the stars were following her. She entered the dining room, which was luxurious, with crystals and silver, almost everywhere, with gold. Her father was already there, seated.
Elina bowed down a little, holding her gown.
Elina: My greetings, father.
Father: Greetings, Elina.
She took a seat. The plates were made of gold and silver.
Father: You are about 16 years old; you should think about having a fiancé.
Elina: Sorry, father, but I don't want any.
Father: OK, it was just a talk; let's leave it for now.
All of a sudden, a pretty lady entered with grace and majesty. Rosilia Stack Crownwell.
She took a seat.
Rosilia: My greetings, Elina.
Elina: My greetings, mother.
Rosilia: How was your night?
Elina: Fine, and you, mother?
Rosilia: Good. Don't mind what your father said; you have all the time.
She smiled kindly. Elina smiled kindly too. It was as if Duke Crownwell was ignored.
Duke Crownwell cought a little to attract attention. "So, what have you learned today?" he said with sharp eyes.
Elina stood erect, her mind opened, and she answered.
Elina: I learned about the Mana Core.
Crownwell: Develop it with confidence, she said. Mana core is an internal spiritual power that exists within humans, which permits them to use magic.
Crownwell: OK.
Rosilia took a bell on the table and rang it. A maid entered with food, and all went well.
Elina went to the Crownwell library and read some books. She was very happy that her retaining capacities were very high. She stayed there for 4 hours, then she went to the training floor.
The training floor... Immediately when she entered, "Elina, what are you doing here?" said a man.
Elina: Nothing interesting.
Man: I have never seen you here before, not even once.
Elina: It's none of your business, KAL.
KAL Crownwell, age 19 years old, addicted to swordsmanship, 3rd born, with short hair and golden eyes.
KAL: Okay, but don't disturb my training, kid.
Elina: Me, a kid?
Elina's mind shook. The evil man that was in her took control. She took a sword, pointing at KAL.
Elina: If I win, I will order you to do what I want.
KAL: Okay, Elina, don't cry later. I don't have a choice. (I will crush you.)
KAL and Elina always had a bad relationship or a special one. The two were ready.
KAL attacked Elina with a mana boost. He jumped. (Mana boost is using your mana to boost your physical attributes.)
KAL: (She is not shaking. Am I having a bad feeling?)
Elina blocked his sword with ease. KAL was surprised. Elina's eyes were shiny and scary. KAL looked into her eyes, and his mind went blank. "Where am I?" he said. He was absolutely nothing. Suddenly, he heard voices. "Have pity, help me, don't go, help us."
The environment changed to bloody. Something touched his shoulders, and he returned gently. He saw an undead, and undeads that devoured him entirely. It was just for a few seconds.
KAL's sword broke, and he fell down, terrified. "Who are you?" he said.
She was approaching him slowly. KAL was going back intensively.
KAL: Am I... sorry... Am I... go back?
Elina: Don't try to run, my brother.
KAL woke up and tried to escape but collided with a barrier placed by Elina.
KAL: You are not my sister.
Elina: No, yes, I am.
She touched his forehead with red magic power.
Elina: I will break the trash and bring justice of mine. Make good dreams.
Elina modified KAL's memories.