Chapter 4

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One thing you should know about me: I'm not any special guy with extraordinary powers whose gonna save the beautiful princess and ride on a white horse off to the sunset.

Meh. I'll give it a shot, though. 

Couldn't say I was a bad one. I was.... just fairly good, that's all. Mediocre. Boring.  

My brother? He was everything I never was. He was better. Everyone saw him as a hero. He was an example to the Academy. He carried his duties and responsibilities as if he were a king. My parents were very proud of him. People saw great things in him. Everybody looked up to him.

  I was never at the top of my class back at the academy. I was never the guy everyone loved. I was never a "favorite" or a "best" in anything. I was just a prince.   

  No on ever saw or told me that I was going to be a great man someday. No one ever looked at me like I was their hero. I was just a prince.  

Or atleast I was born one. I never really felt like one.

  ♪  I'm not more than a bird, I'm not more than a plane
I'm not more than some pretty face beside a train
And it's not easy to be meeeee  ♪

  ♪ Wish that I could cry
Faaall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
In a home I'll never see 
♪ 

And that's how I would have sung if I was some douche who couldn't handle some low leveled everyday BS of life. Not that it mattered.

Here I am, now off to fight my own brother.
Who was loved.
Who was favored.
Who is now my enemy.

But first, let me take a selfie.


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Did I ever mention how good-looking I was?


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