A/N: Damn! I'm SUPER SORRY. I was helping my friend with "romance" and it was soooooooo boring. Sorry also with my poem, I had to rush. Thank you Gunlord500 for the advice I'll take it by heart. Italics: Thoughts.

~5 Months Ago~

"Get up!" said King Darak.

He was highly disappointed that his son was defeated easily by a Lv 1 villager. His son, Prince Rin layed on the floor unconscious. Darak picked him up and put him in his room and locked it. After that, he went to the meeting room and started the council.

"This is bad, if Prince Rin can't beat a simple villager, what will happen to the halidom?" stated Brook, the finest knight of Levent.

Whispers were spread left to right. Darak didn't say anything he was to ashamed that his son fail to succeed him.

"Yes, I agree with Brook, what will happen now, King Darak?" asked the general.

He said nothing and after a few moments, Darak said " Exile him, tomorrow" the people were shocked on what their King said.

" B-but why would you do that to your own son?!" yelled the War Monk.

Darak stand up and said, "He is no longer my son. He is pathetic and weak. Rin can not stay as prince or my son until he succeeds me!"

Unknown his son heard every word he said clearly. Rin had picked the lock in his room and would always secretly hear what was going on. Heartbroken, he still continued to hear more.

"Yes, sir but who would be Rin's replacement?"

"There will be a tournament after a year and a half. Also who ever beats me will rule Levent. So then who agrees with me?"

Brook was the first one to raise a hand and slowly the whole council agreed. Rin ran to his room and lock it. He couldn't believe that is OWN father would do this. A rain drop fell down and it started raining. Rin watched sadly as rain fell down hitting his window. There was also lighting and thunder to company Rin's sorrow. At the next day, Rin went to a secret rose garden which he made near the river. He has 3 more hours to stay until he leaves. He walked around it since the beauty and the peace of the garden calms him until he saw something unusual.

" A black rose? where did that came from?" Rin whispered to himself.

He went closer to it and the closer he gets the gap of both happiness and sadness closed in. Ambivalent. A word of positivity and negativity combined. A feeling of confusion in the heart. A word that is balanced and yet unbalanced at the same time. It is a word that connects two different worlds. like a brige over a rageing river. The word Ambivalent is a deadly word that shouldn't exist. Because bringing wood and fire together isn't going to help, instead it will being destruction and sorrow around it. The word ambivalent is a black rose. A sign of beauty and death.

Rin stared at it's beauty and grace. Aware of the time he stop and went to the river. He looked at his own reflection. The words of what his father said replayed in his mind. He is no longer my son. He is pathetic and weak. Rin can not stay as prince or my son until he succeeds me! A tear fell down from his jawline and to the river making ripples on his reflection. A bell rang and Rin walked back home so he can say his good-bye to his mother within the last 2 hours he had left. As he entered the castle he immediately went to the inventory to grab his bronze sword. After that, he went to his room to pack some clothes and bring some money and food to his bag. Looking at the clock, he has 30 minutes left to say good-bye. Rin slowly enter his mother's room knowing she would be crying.

Carin, Rin's mother, heard her door open and saw her son ready to leave. She started crying and ran to him.

"Mother. It's ok. I promise to come back and succeed father, but for now I want to say good-bye" said Rin and he walked towards the door.

"Wait! Before you go take this," and she gave him a dairy with a lock on it. Rain stared falling again but this time more gloomly.

"Thank you mother and good-bye"

Then he walked out of the halidom and to the field. He rested under a tree to shield himself from the rain.

"Wake up" said the tree.

Wait.

Trees.

Don't.

Speak.

"Wake up! you're having a nightmare"

Suddenly everything was blurry and he instantly notice that he was in his room.

"Good, you wake up. You were having a nightmare" said the healer.

"Thank you sir" said Rin.

The healer walked out of the room. Rin looked at the window and saw it was morning. He also noticed that the bandages are gone and his injuries are healed. He excitedly grab his sword and stuff and ran towards the place Kyrura had told him. As he reach there, Rin saw most of the blood from yesterday's fight was gone. He also didn't see Kyrura anywhere.

"I right here" said Kyrura. She was right behind him.

"WHAT THE HE-" Rin faceplanted to the tree.

"Pussy" Kyrura said it under her breath.

"Can I please just start training now?" whined Rin. He had a bump on his head.

"Sure, baka" and they stared training.

Kyrura first showed him how to hold a sword. After he got that down she taught him the basics of how to swing a sword.

"Great job" said Kyrura.

"Thanks I- do you smell something burning?"

Rin and Kyrura turned around. The village was on fire.