God of Destruction: The Prince of the Yotsuba
Chapter 2: Prologue Part 2: Nature of the Prince
Disclaimer: I don't Mahouka Koukou no Rettousei
ITALIC: THOUGHTS
BOLD: MOVEMENTS
(Flashback (Tatsuya – 5, Miyuki – 4))
"She's beautiful, isn't she?" Maya asked with a wide grin while gazing at her son. Beside her, Miya was being physically restrained by several of Maya's subordinates, the look of desperation clearly seen in her eyes.
Across the two were two young children.
One of them was a girl, a very pretty girl with long dark blue/purple hair. Currently, this girl was asleep peacefully on a large bed, her head resting on the lap of a boy, who was currently caressing her hair in a somewhat curious yet loving manner.
While the girl was asleep, the boy that was with her was awake. There was nothing remarkable about this boy appearance wise, but the presence that he possesses was startling to say the least. Currently, the boy has a blank expression, yet his eyes had a gently light in them as he gazed fondly at the girl sleeping in his lap and bed.
"She is my cousin Miyuki-hime, am I correct." Everybody in the room could detect that possessiveness in his voice, and that made Maya smile in glee and Miya to cringe in dread.
"Yes, yes she is." Maya answered with a small, conniving smile.
"Unacceptable, that is not enough." Tatsuya muttered while slowly raising his hand. "Please release Oba-sama; my Miyuki-hime would be sad if she finds her mother bruise." Before anybody could react, Tatsuya snapped his fingers, causing those who were holding the elder Yotsuba to collapse to the ground, various parts of their body spewing blood.
Surprisingly, this merely made Maya's smile wider, completely disregarding the health of her subordinates.
"Oba-sama, are you hurt?" Tatsuya asked, but there was no concern in his tone of voice, in fact, there were no traces of emotions in his voice. As he spoke to his aunt, his voice was blank as a whiteboard.
Miya cringed once again as a shiver run up her spine. The empty voice of her nephew unnerved her and the near empty expression that the boy had made her want to pry her daughter off the boy, but she can't. Miya knew that the boy will not think twice about hurting her if she even appears to approach him and her daughter, and she had no magic that can bypass her nephew's magic.
"I am alright, nephew." Miya answered passively.
"That is good. Miyuki-hime might cry if you got hurt, and if that happens, then I might reevaluate my decision in letting those brutes live." Miya spared a look to the men that were holding her back and visibly flinched at the sight of them bleeding severely in several areas of their body. Surprisingly, they were alive, but they were still dying because of the blood that was flowing out of their bodies.
"I'm surprised that you let them live." Maya commented, not even looking at her subordinates that we're currently bleeding to death. "You usually disposed of those who either offends you or bores you."
"I think my Treasure would not appreciate the sight of dead bodies when she wakes." Miya was terrified at how her nephew referred to her daughter. As far as she remembers, since her nephew turned 3-years old and thus develop enough to speak, he never referred to anyone with affection and adoration, respect, yes, affection, never. But in the small span of time, he had referred to her daughter, Miyuki, with both affection and adoration, and something else that made the elder Yotsuba squirm in discomfort.
What's more, he actually considered her daughter's feelings and not killed those who had annoyed him for the sake of not potentially traumatizing her.
Yotsuba Tatsuya is not a considerable person; his mother did not teach him to be one, as expected from the potential heir of the Yotsuba clan and the only son of the Queen of Night.
"You really like her that much, my son." Maya spoke as Tatsuya glanced at his mother, the gentleness of his eyes disappeared and replace with a blank stare.
"She is precious, very precious. She isn't dull, unlike most of the servants her, and her presence soothes me." Tatsuya replied with his usual monotone voice as he turned his attention back to the sleeping Miyuki, and Miya saw that the blank stare disappearing, replace by a tender look. "Mother, is the preparation for my surgery complete?" Tatsuya inquired suddenly.
"One more year, and the processor will be completed to fit your specification." Miya did not like the look in her younger sister's eyes when she said that.
Yotsuba Maya was scheming, and that does not equate well for anyone.
"And when the surgery fails, and believe me when I say this mother, the surgery will fail on the grounds that no man-made processor can keep up with me, I want my status as the next head of the Yotsuba Clan to be given to Miyuki-hime." Tatsuya then looked at his mother with pleading eyes and Miya almost collapsed at the sight of his nephew begging.
Maya and Tatsuya might be mother and son, but there was no love between them.
Tatsuya, in Maya's eyes, is a magnificent weapon that would elevate the Yotsuba to brand new heights.
Maya, in Tatsuya's eyes, is his current wielder that was currently boring him.
A bored Tatsuya is a dangerous Tatsuya.
Because of this dynamic, the mother and son duo was able to live in harmony in the same house, acknowledging each other for their mere role in each other's life.
"When the surgery fails, I will be crippled, both mentally, emotionally, and even magically, when that happens, let me be Miyuki-hime's Guardian." Tatsuya requested his eyes and voice pleading, begging his mother, which was a first.
Maya looked visibly amused and pleased with the current development. "I see that you are already bored with me, which is predictable." Maya looked thoughtful for a minute before nodding. "Very well, I shall grant you your wishes."
"Thank you, mother." Tatsuya then turned his attention to his aunt. "From this day forward, Miyuki-hime is my little sister, and I am his big brother. Deny this, and I will also deny your existence." The threat was clear as day for Miya.
'If you ever dare get between me and Miyuki, I will erase your very existence.'
Still, Miya was internally relieved that her nephew was still capable of being human.
"Yes, of course." Miya answered, albeit nervously.
Tatsuya smiled at that while leaning to Miyuki's slumbering form. The Yotsuba twins watched with varying emotion as the young boy gave the young girl a kiss on the forehead.
"You are now mine, as I am yours." Tatsuya whispered before kissing her forehead again. "I will give you the world, just as long as you do not leave my side." Tatsuya kissed her again, only this time, on the lips.
Maya smiled at this display. She finally had a permanent leash for his unstable and distorted son,
Miya, on the other hand, was somewhat relieve. She knew that she will not be able to live long enough to see her daughter grow. With somebody as Tatsuya looking after her, she can be at ease that her daughter will at least be safe.
In the span of a year, Tatsuya and Miyuki became closer.
A year passed, the surgery to make Tatsuya an acceptable magician in the eyes of the Yotsuba failed, leaving the once unstable boy crippled mentally, emotionally, and magically, just like he predicted, but that did not lessen how dangerous he is.
Miyuki's memories of Tatsuya were sealed by her own mother, allowing her and Tatsuya to start a new relationship that was Mistress and Guardian.
Seven years later, the relationship between Tatsuya and Miyuki reverted back to the relationship that they had before Tatsuya's surgery. They once again become siblings
Also, some months are the Okinawa incident; the real shackles that limited Tatsuya were broken by Yotsuba Miya. This was insurance so that her daughter will be safe from the machination of her sister as well as the Ten Master Clans.
The secret Prince of the Yotsuba once again walked the earth.
(End of Flashback)
"You seem amuse." A woman in her late teens, with a very magnificent figure, commented while looking up from her terminal.
"I just remembered something noteworthy, don't mind me." Tatsuya replied in a monotone while looking over the bright city of Tokyo with a bored expression. "How much longer, Second Lieutenant Fujibayashi?" Tatsuya inquired curiously while adjusting the fingerless glove that he wore on his right hand.
The gloves that Tatsuya was wearing were CADs, evident on the sleek, aluminum plate that covered the gloves in numerous areas.
Fujibayashi looked at Tatsuya with an annoyed look. Currently, the two were on top of a skyscraper that overlooks the entirety of Tokyo Bay. "You don't have to be overly formal you know. We are alone." Fujibayashi pointed out but Tatsuya merely shrugged his shoulders.
"I'm bored and seeing you with an irate expression is somewhat amusing." Tatsuya said in such a flat tone that it somewhat annoyed the older teen. Also, the fact that he said those words with a completely blank expression made her eyebrows twitch.
"You're impossible sometimes, you know." Fujibayashi grumbled under her breath while inputting several more commands in her terminal.
"From you, I'll take that as a compliment." Tatsuya said dismissively while flexing his wrist. "How much longer?" Tatsuya once again asked, but this time, his tone was both impatient and commanding.
Fujibayashi took note of the sudden change of her partner's tone but did not comment. Tatsuya, for her, was a strange boy that she could never figure out. He was pleasant and an overall excellent comrade, she considers him her friend, but he was somewhat an anti-social and most of the time, unpredictable and unreadable.
"Give me a second… and done… Every security camera and communication device within a hundred yards from Tokyo Bay is now disable, your turn." Fujibayashi said with a sigh of relief before looking at her side, only to find that Tatsuya was no longer beside her. This made the older twin to smile exasperatedly. "Impatient as ever."
(Scene Change)
In the JSDF 101 Magic Equipped Battalion, there was one sure and absolute fact.
And that was Shiba Tatsuya was two things, ruthlessly efficient and efficiently ruthless.
In other words Shiba Tatsuya is a monster even in magician standards.
For a child of mere thirteen, going to fourteen, he was the epitome of what a veteran soldier should be. He was pragmatic to a fault, he prepares for every situation that he may encounter without fail, he prepares for every type of opponent that he might face, considering everything from his opponents skills, experience, abilities, available weaponry and growth rate, he doesn't play around during battles and he puts an end to all of his opponents with such efficiency and swiftness that it was awe inspiring. Most of the people who see him fight were terrified of him, thanking the Gods that they believe in that they have him as an ally.
Shiba Tatsuya, although a teen, was somebody no one would want as an enemy.
Currently, Shiba Tatsuya and Fujibayashi Kyouko were on a mission.
The mission was simple, and considering the existing skills between the two, this mission can be considered as a mere and simple simulation.
The mission that they have consisted of intercepting a group of smugglers that intends to smuggle large quantities of illegal drugs into Japan. The smugglers were many, their numbers reaching fifty, a few being magicians and all of them being well and heavily armed with high-end CADs and state of the art anti-magic rifles.
It was clear that the smugglers were a part of a powerful syndicate, and it was also clear that even a small platoon of soldiers would be troubled dealing with such armed insurgence.
Tatsuya was worth more than a platoon of soldiers.
Also, Tatsuya didn't care who they are or what they are doing.
The bottom-line was that they were in Japanese soil, and he was tasked to exterminate them.
And exterminate he did.
The moment he stood across the smugglers, Tatsuya immediately labeled them as enemies and for him, there is only one way to deal with enemies.
Annihilation, utter annihilation.
The smugglers were surprised to see a young boy wearing a Japanese Military battle suit appear before them, but they're surprised was short lived as the boy's hands opened to form a karate chop, and before any of them could react, he started slicing everyone within his reach.
Tatsuya's karate chop sheared through the limbs of everybody within his reach.
When Tatsuya's chop sheared one of the smugglers forearms of his body, the echoes of riffles spitting out bullets echoed in the port of Tokyo Bay.
The light psion saturating lighting the dark alleys shined in the darkness.
Unfortunately, the assault of the smugglers did not last. The counterattack of the smugglers lasted for a total of three seconds. The moment the first roar of a rifle echoed in Tatsuya's ear and the moment he first felt magic being invoked, he snapped his fingers and the effect was instantaneous.
The rifles aimed at him were disassembled to their most basic parts. With a clatter, the rifles that were pointed at him collapsed into pieces.
The magic that the enemy magicians were invoking simply shattered.
Tatsuya did not give them the opportunity to attack again. With speed that can only be achieved with the use of magic, Tatsuya run through them, cutting them down with well aim chops that did not fail to shear off a limb or two.
Tatsuya scared the smugglers out of their wits, and it is not just because he was cutting them down with his bare hands. What scared most of them was the way he move, Tatsuya's movements were not graceful; they were solid, precise, or even certain if there is a right word for it. There was no wasted motion in his movements, but that is not why they were scared of him. They were scared because Tatsuya's movements did not generate a sound.
Each step, nothing, each chop, nothing, there was no sound in his movements. In the eyes of the smugglers, they were fighting a ghost.
And the ghost had the intention of butchering them.
In a span of a minute, Tatsuya effectively cut down almost a third of the smugglers, with the rest already running away from him.
Tatsuya merely looked at the smugglers running away from him before raising his right hand. The glove-shape CAD glowed bright silver, and in a flash, a silver gun appeared in his right hand.
Tatsuya took aim before pulling the trigger.
"[Territorial Disintegration.]"
The fifteen smugglers that were able to escape Tatsuya's initial onslaught were suddenly lifted from the ground and were now floating helplessly in the air.
The silver gun that he used then disappeared in a flash of silver. Tatsuya then unclipped a grenade from his pocket before casually throwing the grenade towards the helpless smugglers.
The smugglers were floating in an area ten meters in diameter, and they were suspended in a height of five meters. When the grenade reached the specific area, the spherical device floated towards the smugglers before exploding, the explosion and the shock waves were contained in a five meter radius.
Territorial Disintegration was a Decomposition-type spell that directly alters the environment. This spells allows Tatsuya to remove a certain aspect from an environment in a limited time, from heat to light to gravity.
Tatsuya utilized Territorial Disintegration to remove the aspect of gravity in a five meter diameter area, causing the smugglers to float uncontrollably in the air and contained the explosion that was cause by the grenade, which effectively increase the lethality of the explosive device.
In a span of three minutes, the fifty strong smugglers were reduced to ten.
Tatsuya shifted his attention to the ten remaining smugglers, whom were paralyzed behind him. When his gazed met theirs, the ten smugglers reacted differently.
Half of them drew knives and proceeded to charge at Tatsuya.
The other half ran for their lives.
Tatsuya looked at both the retreating smugglers and those foolish enough to fight him.
He raised his hand once again, the silver gun once again appearing in his hands, and he pulled the trigger, once again using Territorial Disintegration. This time though, the component that Tatsuya subtracted from the area wasn't gravity.
It was heat.
An area of 15 meters wide was suddenly frozen, large quantities of ice appearing out of nowhere, covering the large area. The people that were caught in 15 meter area were also frozen to the bone, immediately dying because of the absent of sudden coldness that assaulted their body.
"[Breathe]"
The other five that blindly charged at Tatsuya were dealt with accordingly as their bodies rotted to none existence when they made contact with the black and purple, smoke-like miasma that suddenly appeared out of nowhere.
Tatsuya surveyed his slaughter before shaking his head.
His opponents bored him to such extent that he almost fell asleep while dealing with them.
He raised his left hand, and with a flash, a black gun appeared in his hand. He walked away from his slaughter before turning around and pulling the trigger.
The corpses, the blood, the drugs, the rifles and even the vessel that the smugglers used disappeared like they weren't even there as the smoke-like miasma enveloped everything.
(Scene Change)
A car skidded to a stop in front of Tatsuya, and when the door swung open, it revealed Fujibayashi.
"For a guy that's supposed to be a one-trick pony, you have a diverse spell set." Fujibayashi commented, looking at her partner with appraisal.
Tatsuya adopted a blank look while he replied with his signature monotonous tone. "I am unworthy of such praise. What I did was a simple subtraction of concept, it is so simple really it borderlines mundane."
Fujibayashi chuckled at that statement. "You are the only one who would refer to the complete destruction of gravity as simple."
"I didn't destroy gravity; I merely separated a certain area and then temporarily remove the concept of gravity in that specific area. Territorial Disintegration is merely the simple process of distributing Eidos (Form of Discreet Information) to certain Ideas (Dimension of Form of Information)." Tatsuya explained nonchalantly while walking pass the car. "It's simple really."
"For you," Fujibayashi retorted before giving the young teen a look. "We have to report." Fujibayashi reminded him while looking at his retreating form.
"Correction, you have to report, I have a Princess to tend to." Fujibayashi instantly noticed the change of tone when he referred to his sister.
His voice change from monotonous to warm and affectionate.
"Tatsuya…"
"Do you remember the thesis that I completed for you, the one that you were supposed to do before graduating from high school?"
There was silence after that statement, before Fujibayashi gruffly groaned in resignation.
(Scene Change)(Miyuki POV)
Currently, I am seated on the edge of a queen size bed in my room, a blanket wrapped around me as I gazed at the clock patiently and unblinkingly.
The clock read 12:00 AM, and I was slowly falling asleep, my eyelids were betraying me as they slowly close, but I remained awake. I refused to sleep, not without Onii-sama holding me in his arms.
The only person whom I can depend on is Onii-sama.
Chichi (Father) had proven that to me in spade last month.
Oka-sama died two months ago and it devastated me. It was no secret that Oka-sama and I were very close. Oka-sama had taught me many things; she was the first to teach me how to control my magic and she was the one who created my strongest spell.
I love Oka-sama, I love her very much.
And though it was strange and somewhat unnerving seeing Oka-sama and Onii-sama getting along, I was happy that my two favorite people started to get along.
I was happy, for a whole month, Oka-sama, Onii-sama, and I were a family.
It did not last long as after a month, Oka-sama died. I knew that Oka-sama was frail and weak; even I notice that she wasn't going to last long, but I did not expect her to die that quickly.
It hurt, seeing her unresponsive body but at the very least, Oka-sama seemed to die happily, as there was a smile on her face as she quietly and mercifully died in her sleep, inside of her study while sitting on her favorite rocking chair.
My mother died peacefully but that did not prevent me from crying at the sight of her dead body.
I cried for a week, and Onii-sama was with me throughout the worst week of my life.
The only good I got from that nightmarish week was Onii-sama giving me his undivided attention, more so than usual. During the funeral service and even during the burial, Onii-sama did not leave my side, he held my hand in every step, and every night, for a week, after Oka-sama died, Onii-sama slept in the same bed as I, holding me as I weep for Oka-sama, kissing my tears away, whispering words of comfort to soothe my aching heart.
My assumption that Onii-sama was the best brother in the world was confirmed in the first week of Oka-sama's death. Because of Onii-sama, I was able to deal with Oka-sama's death without anyone suffering from frostbite (Strong Emotions affects magic).
Unfortunately though, my hardship did not end that week.
A week after Oka-sama's death, Chichi brought home a woman and had her live with us.
Onii-sama was disgusted by this, and so am I.
I am not naïve, I am aware on what is happening in my family. I knew that Oka-sama and Chichi were not happy together and I knew that Chichi would remarry after Oka-sama's death with no hesitation.
I get the fact that they were not in love and I also understand that the only reason that they were together was to procreate powerful magicians with superior abilities and psion count.
I understand that cruel reality.
What I could not understand was Chichi bringing home his Mistress a mere week after Oka-sama's death.
Onii-sama was not pleased by this, and muttered that it was bad enough that Chichi had cheated on Oka-sama when she was alive, now he was disgracing and spiting on the memory of Oka-sama by having his Mistress live in the household that Oka-sama herself built.
And I agree with Onii-sama wholeheartedly.
I was further disgusted at the fact that Chichi had acted more like a husband to that harlot in a day than he had with Oka-sama in the many years that they were together.
The only reason why I haven't turned that woman into a statue was because Onii-sama continually reminded me that the harlot was not worth the effort.
And Onii-sama was, of course, correct. That woman was not worth the effort of me even lifting a single finger.
After all, Oka-sama might have been frail and sick, but she was at least many times more beautiful than the cow that is Chichi's mistress.
After seeing Chichi interaction with his mistress, I stop considering him my father. After all, no self-respecting father would allow their mistress to live in the house of his late wife just a week after her death and he would also not parade her in front of his children like she is someone that should be treasured.
A week living in the same house as that harlot, I decided to run away. It was both awkward and difficult living with someone that you want to desperately encase in a huge block of ice.
Of course, Onii-sama already anticipating my decision, already prepared the necessities, both mine and his, and was waiting for me in the front door, luggage in hand, an inviting smile plastered in his face.
I smiled at this a bit as I took his hand while he led me to our new home, to a new house that only he and I will occupy.
Of course, Chichi intercepted us and scolded me at my attempt to run away.
That did not go well for Onii-sama, and he proceeded to pummel Chichi, snarling at him that he did not have the right to raise his voice at me.
It was a sad fact that in the Shiba household that the son had already surpassed the father.
While Onii-sama was beating Chichi within an inch of his life, Chichi begged me to call him off. Everybody in the Shiba household, even that harlot, knew that the strongest in the household was Onii-sama, and Onii-sama will only listen to me. If I asked Onii-sama to stop, he will stop, and Chichi demanded me to make Onii-sama stop beating him.
I did give the command, but not before Onii-sama broke both Chichi's arms and legs, fracture most of his ribs, and puncture several of his organs.
He deserved that for not loving Oka-sama that way she deserved, for treating Onii-sama poorly, and for being a horrible father all in all.
After Onii-sama thoroughly punished Chichi, nobody stopped us from moving out. Onii-sama presented me a house that vastly exceeded the size of an average, two-story house. The house was smaller than our old house, but this house was better because of two reasons:
First, I don't have to deal with my sorry for an excuse of a father and his harlot for a mistress any longer. Having to live in the same roof as those two was beyond sickening.
Second and most important, the only people who will occupy the house were Onii-sama and I.
Those reasons alone made me feel like I am at home.
Anywhere is home just as long as I have Onii-sama with me.
It has been over a month since we move out, Chichi did not make an attempt to interfere with us, not yet anyway, and that is fine with me. I do not need a father just as long as I have my Onii-sama.
"It's late. You should be asleep."
All my previous thoughts immediately disappeared the moment I heard that voice. The voice that was usually monotonous and emotionless was filled with life and warmth, and Onii-sama reserved that tone to me and to me alone.
It warms my heart that only I will have the honor of enjoying Onii-sama's gentle and caring side.
"Welcome home, Onii-sama." I greeted with a tired yet ecstatic tone.
"I'm not home yet." Onii-sama said while I watched him change his shirt, cringing slightly at the sight of the scars that span across his body. His body was carved with scars because of the training that he took to be my Guardian.
I was honored and flattered that Onii-sama would take such torture to just to be my guardian, and also sad that he would go so far for me.
Sometimes, I think that I don't deserve him.
"Don't think such nonsense, my treasure." I did not noticed nor did I sense Onii-sama moving and I just suddenly found myself in his arms.
I instantly melted in his embrace as I nuzzled on his chest. This is where I belong, in his arms.
"Now, I am home."
I smiled at that as I returned his embrace. "Good, me too."
If Onii-sama considers me being in his arms home, then being in his arms is my home.
I am home.
(Scene Change)(Tatsuya POV)
I held my treasure in my arms, relishing in the comfort that I feel whenever I am holding her. Only she is capable of soothing and calming me.
She was also the only one who never fails to interest me. Miyuki-hime never bores me regardless of what she do.
Such a wonderful girl, my Miyuki-hime is.
I gazed lovingly at my treasures slumbering form, a small smile plastered on my lips. She looks so peaceful, so lovely; she never fails to drown me in her beauty.
"Beautiful," I muttered softly so that it won't disturbed my beautiful angel. I started to gently tracing Miyuki's face, from her eyelids to her cheeks to her lips, marveling at the divinity of her beauty. "Absolutely beautiful, so worth to protect, so worth to love, so worth my interest."
In the first five years of my life, I concluded that life and the world in general is boring.
Losing my emotions after the botch experiment mother conducted on me made me forget how boring life is, and after Oba-sama gave my emotions back, I thought that I would find life a tad more interesting.
I was wrong. Life was still boring and the world was still as mundane as I remember when I was six years old.
How nauseating!
Mother must have done something to piss off somebody upstairs for me to be born in such a drawl world.
But, luckily for this worthless world, Miyuki-hime was still as interesting as I remember her when we were young. Actually, Miyuki-hime became much more intriguing and interesting compare to her four and five year old self.
I let out an uncharacteristic chuckle as I remember how the two of us met the first time. It was a wonder what mundane emotions would do to a person
I am the son of the Demon of the Far East, the Queen of Night, Yotsuba Maya. Though she was thought to be infertile, and she is infertile after bearing me to this world, she was still able to give birth to me.
As far as I can remember, mother dearest contained me in a secure room the moment I was born for my magic manifested the moment I was three hours out of her womb. According to some hidden records, I decomposed everything within 10 yards of me three hours after I was born.
For the first three years of my life, I was cage in a small room, with mother and Oba-sama occasionally visiting me for they are the only ones who knew of my existence. Apparently, I had killed those few who were aware of my existence in my first accidental magic, which was convenient for mother.
According to her, the less people who knows of my existence, the better.
When I was three years old, my training began. When I was three, I already had a grasped of my magic, for it seems that my mind matured and developed in an abnormal rate.
Mother personally trained me, and she was so disappointed because of my limitations and she had immediately labeled me as a defective magician. Of course, that did not stop her from training me to be a combat magician. The magic that I have were powerful enough to turn me into a decent combat magician.
Being trained by one of the seven sages, my mother no less, was boring and disappointing to say the least. Everything mother taught me, I mastered it in a matter of moments. Mother was startled by my growth, but she should not have.
I am her son, she should have expected my growth rate and prepared appropriately.
Two years, I trained with my mother and it was so boring I almost died. Those two years of boredom were staggering and nauseating that I started developing Material Burst in the sole intention of wiping out this boring world.
After all, why should this world exist if it is so boring?
And then I met her, the person that became everything to me.
My Miyuki-hime.
First time I saw her, I knew she was interesting. Even at the tender age of four, she was beautiful beyond compare, not cute like most children her age, but beautiful and that only pique my interest and I immediately approached her.
I introduced myself as her cousin, and then offered her my friendship, which she accepted in a rather cute and childish manner, which made her delectable in my eyes.
While our mothers do business, I decided to spend time with her. Normally, when I was five years old, I get bored of people rather quickly, regardless of whether or not those people interest me initially. Even if I am interested in somebody, I quickly grow bored of them.
I wanted to see how long Miyuki-hime will interest me before I get bored of her.
Twenty-four hours later, I was ecstatic that I am still interested in Miyuki-hime!
Her smile, her laugh, her radiant eyes, her untapped and untouched aura, her elegance and gracem everything about her is so interesting that I could never be bored of her!
I was happy to discover such a gem and immediately decided that she would be my sister.
After all, a sister will always belong to her brother, and vice-versa.
Miyuki-hime is mine as much as I am hers.
I laughed a bit as I pushed those memories to the back of my mind. Although those memories were pleasant, they are irrelevant. The only thing that is relevant is Miyuki-hime and our future together. Anything else is so trivial; it is beneath me to care.
That is why I must get stronger.
I will protect Miyuki-hime from all harm. That is my purpose in life.
After all, by merely existing, Miyuki-hime makes this world less boring.
It time for me to use that magic again.
How long has it been since I used that magic?
"Irrelevant," I muttered while tightening my embrace on Miyuki-hime, and I was delighted when she curled herself in my arms, further nuzzling on my chest, our bodies now pressed together.
Yes, it is irrelevant.
The only person relevant in the world, in my world and life is sleeping in my arms, right where she belongs.
Here's chapter two…This is all I can do to explain Tatsuya's nature with emotions…..Seeing that Tatsuya is a genius, I figured that he would easily be bored with his surroundings, and thus would be callous while dealing with life and would be extremely doting and loving to anything that he considers boring…...
Tatsuya's third magic would be revealed next chapter and next chapter would be longer that both 1st and 2nd chapter combine…..
Next chapter would be Chapter 3: Prologue Part 3: Irrelevant Family of the Prince
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