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Thank you all for the all the kind reviews :).

Revan the Edgelord: Thank you for the advise, I haven't decided how long the story will last, but it will be longer than 15 chapters, that i'm sure of.

Cario Regun: They will meet again, and wither or not if Esdeath will be saved from her worst enemy remains to be seen :).

For a while, Makoto just stood there on his bed in shock, his mind completely blank.

"How... What…. Why…." Makoto muttered as he fell back onto his bed. He looked across the royal chamber in silence, bright moonlight shining in from the outside, lighting up the room for him to see. It was his room in the imperial palace. But, why is he back here? He should be before the imperial prison, secured under a guillotine in the process of being. This must be his imagination, the young emperor thought. Those instant flashbacks he read about in his studies, that some people have right before their death. Maybe if he just waits, he will shake out of it and return to reality. However, as the shiny golden clock on the wall ticked on, he is still here. He could remember the cold wind breathing down his neck and the childish laughter(?), then maybe he is already dead, and this is heaven (or hell). But, the cool soft silk under him feels as real as it could get.

This is real. Makoto doesn't know how, but he is really back in his room in the imperial palace. He slowly glanced around his room, observing every detail as if he is trying to spot anything out of place. But, everything is just as he remembered as though no revolutionaries had made any changes to it after they had taken the capital. A large family portrait of him and his mother and father hanging next to him next to an old expansive vase from a time Makoto doesn't recall. His desk clean and organized as always, next to it sat his royal sceptre and crown on a table covered in a large clean red rug.

Is as if he was teleported… No time travelled back in time to his room. Makoto's mind stopped as the revelation came to him. There is no way this is real, Makoto thought to himself as he clenched the lustrous silk bedding underneath him to feel It's soft and coolness. But, he did make a promise to the gods, didn't he? He did wish the gods to give him a second chance. Maybe, just maybe, the gods heard his call and granted his wish, Makoto hoped as he stared at the head sculptural of the first emperor on a stand across the room to him. After all, the first emperor was said to be blessed by the gods to form the empire.

But, he had to make sure he is right. Makoto jumped out of his bed as he heads for the door. On the way, he put on a coat to cover himself. As he left the chamber, he was greeted by a familiar long empty corridor leading out. The corridor was well-light, with an expensive red carpet covering the floor, allowing Makoto to feel no discomfort despite being barefoot. As the young emperor moved across the corridor that he had passed by countless times, he can feel a sense of familiarity and even nostalgia rising from within him. At the end of the corridor was a set of short stairs leading to a large room that connects to other parts of the palace. 4 royal guards stood on guard in the room, the only entrance to the royal chamber. They are closet beings allowed to his chamber. No one is allowed to go past the guards without both his and Honest's consent. Honest has claimed this is to protect him, the last living member of the royal bloodline from assassinations and Makoto had even believed him. How young and naïve he was, Makoto thought bitterly. He wasn't stupid. After knowing everything that monster has done, the young emperor is certain this was one of Honest schemes to isolate him from the palace and others that might influence to escape his puppeteering.

"Your Highness" the guards kneed as they noticed Makoto. He felt heart going faster, as excitement filled his mind. He wanted to tell then to rise immediately and study their faces. Just as Makoto was about to speak, a memory of a cold smelling Honest flashed across his eyes, sending a cold chill down his spine. Right, he to stay in his usual character, he cannot let anyone known what happened to him, Makoto thought.

"You may rise, my loyal guards" after waiting a few more seconds, Makoto said in the calmest voice he could muster. As the royal guards rise from the ground, the young emperor studied their faces. Despite not knowing their names, Makoto remembered somewhat remembered their faces, after all the royal guard was a small elite unit that had been with him for years. The guards he recognised was cut down when Akame and the Incursio wearer Tatsumi attacked his courtroom. For them to be here, alive and well then. He was right, he really did go back in time, Makoto thought, he was really given a second a chance. He could now…

His was snapped out of his thoughts when one of the guards spoke.

"Do you need anything, your highness?" the guard said, signs confusion clearly on his faces. After all, it wasn't usual for him to leave his chamber at night, Makoto remembered. He has to act in character, he has to be careful and not be suspicious, the young emperor reminded himself.

"I guess I ate too little at dinner today," Makoto said casually. "Bring me a cup of milk and some deserts."

"Right away, your highness" one of the guard left for the kitchen, the other guards remained in their place. Makoto didn't have wait long before the guard return with a warm cup of milk and plate of cake.

After receiving his desserts, Makoto returned to the royal chamber. After confirming his time travel, he didn't any reason to stay outside anymore. Besides, he wanted to stay with the guards as short as possible, who knows if any of them are working for Honest.

Asking for a midnight snack might have been an act to be seen as unsuspicious, but he really did miss the palace's cooking. While Makoto didn't really care for the food when he was waiting for his death in the imperial prison, let's just say it was really horrible. As the young emperor consumed his desserts on his studying desk, he thought of the plans moving forward.

The gods have given him another chance, Makoto thought as he clutched his fist around the spoon. They had done their part, now is time for him to his. He will do whatever it takes to save his empire and his empire, no matter the risk or the consequences, the young emperor reaffirmed his promise to the gods in his mind. "This I can promise to you, I will fight even on my dying breath," Makoto said silently and confidently as bite down on a big spoon of cake.

However, Makoto knows he will have to act carefully. One mistake, one misstep that is all over. If Honest feels his power is threatened by Makoto in any way, then he will be killed like his father. That the young emperor is sure. And, he will have to act swiftly, he doesn't have forever. Looking at the imperial calendar on his desk, it will be five months until Intel of an attack by the North began to spread in the imperial court. Another month for general Esdeath to defeat them and return. After that, he will only have roughly a year to change history. Or else it will all end in the same. But, it won't, the 11-year-old emperor was confident of that. He will kill Honest. He will end the corruptions. He will stop the revolutionaries. He will bring back peace and prosperity back to the empire and his people. Makoto stared down, his emerald eyes filled with raw determination. He will accomplish his promise to the gods or at least die trying, this time he won't die like a failure on the execution block.

Unknown to Makoto, outside above the black sky, a dark star flashed as the young emperor made his goals.

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I also wanted to ask what do you guys and gals think of my writing 1-5. It need better work, fine or good?

I also want to ask if you like the details i have in my writing. Do you think i spent to much time describing things and should just get on with the story or am i good?

School holiday for me is ending soon and I haven't done any of my year 12 holiday homework so next update might be awhile. (besides of games to play and animes to watch xd)

Thanks again for the amazing feedback i got from chapter 1.

Next chapter, Makoto will finally meet Honest again if it all goes as plan.