Unchanging Fate *On Hiatus due to Writer's Block :(*

Chapter 1: Regression

A young boy stared outside his bedroom window in silence. The pain on his back and abdomen was annoying him more than the bruises on his face. His mind raced as he tried to wrap his head around his situation, with the Romulo Manor being in tack and not in ruins, his maternal grandfather being alive and as much of an asshole he was when he was alive until he died when he was fourteen years old. 

The young boy sighed heavily, "It seems that," he couldn't help but get annoyed the more he thought about it, "REGRESSED AGAIN!" He scratched his head as he wanted to scream in frustration. This was the thirteenth time he regressed! Not one, not two, and definitely not four! THIRTEEN! The same amount of years that abusive old geezer was six feet under! How many times does he have to get heated and die to end this!?

The young boy, Kienan, couldn't decide if he should laugh or cry with his situation. "That damned high priestess! Did she do this!?" He recalled his first life, the life where he was given a death sentence by just being the bastard child of that tyrannical sperm donor of his! He didn't even do anything wrong! He recalled a few fragmented events from his past life and cringed. He couldn't believe that on his thirteenth life did he recall speaking to that high priestess before he awoke to his late grandfather's beating! "Okay, maybe flirting and sleeping around with a lot of people isn't the best argument for 'did nothing wrong' since I did remember sleeping and flirting with a few women with lovers and finances." He trailed off as he picked up a pillow and screamed into it. 

His embarrassing dark history! How couldn't he remember how sleazy he was during his first life! He wasn't even better than his sire who bedded many women as well, both with lovers and betrotheds and without. 'But that doesn't mean that I associate with that asshole! He abandoned me the moment my mom died of an illness! He doesn't care about anyone but himself!' Kienan wanted to pull his hair out. 'On top of that! The fact that he's my father and I'm the grandson of the spiteful Marquis Romulo, has caused so many of my deaths! I couldn't even reach the age of thirty! Heck! I never even got married once!' If he could punch those assholes at least once or any sort of punishment, then he'll be at peace and run off to another country! Kienan paused before cringing.

"I forgot that people still haven't figured out how to solve the food preservation and storm detection problem during sea travel." Kienan faltered when he remembered that safe and efficient sea travel methods wouldn't be proposed and implemented until the year his grandfather died. "I see." He felt like crying, "I'm stuck in this godforsaken empire until then. And I'm sure as heck that I don't want to catch that psycho's attention if I even try to propose the solutions. Even the empress would try and silence me." Taking deep breaths, Kienan racked his brain to think of ideas of how to survive. 

Living quitely without any achievements didn't work, living as a commoner didn't work, going through his life the same as his first life without womanizing also didn't work, trying to escape the empire also didn't work, being as an allegeded eunuch and living in isolation and solitude so didn't work, being an aide for a loyal subordinate of his half sister didn't work...wait! Kienan's eyes widened after he remembered the most important thing that differ his first life to his other lives. The fact that it wasn't only the commoner rebels who lead the coup d'etat following his first life.

The daughter of a fallen royal princess from a fallen kingdom who once stood alongside the empire that the current ruling tyrant conquered. The daughter of a fallen princess who became a maid and the Tyrant's war prize, his half sister, Fionnuala Quintessa la Regalia.