WMMAP: ℜ𝔢𝔟𝔦𝔯𝔱𝔥

Chapter 1

It has been ten years since Antonio was reborn in the My Lovely Princess world. During this time, many things happened.

During the first few years, his father, the Emperor of Obelia Kingdom, made it his mission to kill the prince many times should he be a disappointment. The Emperor always had a bloodthirsty aura around him whenever he visited the prince. And to his surprise, the prince had the same bloodthirsty aura as well and made it his mission to glare daggers at him and laugh sadistically at the Emperor should he do something wrong. Not that it happened often, but whenever it happened, the prince would laugh sadistically, which pissed off the Emperor.

 As a result, the prince was always threatened by a sword on his neck courtesy of the Emperor; however, to Anastasius's displeasure, he had no ounce of fear. Unknown to Anastacius, his son was a mafia leader in his previous life and as result, he was threatened quite constantly by weapons. And that made him sadistic and unflinching at the sight of weapons and death. So when a few intruders posing as guards were going to kill the prince when he was three-years-old, he did not flinch even when his father killed them in front of him. The Emperor expected his son to be traumatized and cry, but to his surprise, he had a glint of sadisticness in his eyes that said 'you were too lenient', which always made the emperor smirk and the people around to pray that it was their imagination and that the prince would not be a sadist. Unfortunately for them, it was not their imagination and the prince was a sadist, to begin with before he was reborn in this world.

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Obelia Kingdom - Throne Room

Athanasius kneeled in front of the Emperor. "Father, you have summoned me?"

"Ah, Athanasius. Yes, I have a mission for you." Anastacius said while sitting on the throne.

Athanasius didn't look up since he was not given permission yet.

Anastacius looked at his son, kneeling. "You may rise."

Athanasius did as told and looked at his father. "What is it that you require of me, father?"

Anastacius leaned his head to his hand, which was on the arms of his throne and smirked. "My reports say that an army of 3000 men from the Sonera Kingdom is marching towards our kingdom. I'm sending you to deal with them."

Everyone except the prince were shocked that their Emperor was sending a ten-year-old old to the battlefield against a massive army. The crown prince no less who is to inherit the throne in the future. Despite their thoughts, they dared not speak up, afraid that their lives would be forfeit should they do so.

"You will be taking three hundred men to battle with you no more." Anastacius continued.

Athanasius didn't speak, which surprised everyone. After all, everyone knew that going against an army of 3000 with only 300 men and a ten-year-old commander is suicide.

"I don't care that you're ten years old. I'm sending you to the battlefield. Bring me the King's head Athanasius or suffer the consequences for your failure. You'll be heading out tonight."  Anastacius narrowed his eyes at his son. "Do not disappoint me, son."

"Of course, father." Athanasius bowed.

"You may leave now." Anastacius dismissed his son.

Athanasius left the room silently. While he was walking, he was strategizing. Strategies after strategies. Each of his strategies had contingency plans. 

Suddenly a figure stood in front of him, which made him stop. "So you're my brother's son...Athanasius."

Athanasius looked at Claude. "And you're my uncle...Claude Di Alger Obelia. Father told me you were away." He said stoically.

"Yes." Claude put his hand on his nephew's shoulder. "Don't lose."

Athanasius nodded. "I won't."

Claude nodded.

"I must be going. Goodbye."

Claude watched Athanasius leave with a frown.

"Don't follow after Athanasius, Claude or I'll kill him." A voice said behind Claude.

Claude looked at his older brother and scowled. He clicked his tongue before leaving.

Anastacius smirked as he looked at his brother leaving. Hm, I wonder how Athanasius will do in the battle. Unknown to him, he had a slightly worried expression on his face, which disappeared instantly.

"Are we really following a ten-year-old's orders?" One of the soldiers whispered.

"I know. And we're only 300 against 3000 men. We're all going to die." Another soldier said.

Before the two knew what happened, their throats were slashed. The last thing they saw was cold blue jeweled eyes glaring at them.

Athanasius glared at the other soldiers who were shocked. The soldiers flinched at his cold eyes.

"Anyone else have doubts about me leading the army speak up now."

They shook their heads as they shivered at his gaze.

"Underestimating me will be your downfall.  Now hurry up, we have an army to kill." Athanasius said as he mounted his black stallion. Everyone mounted their horses and followed the prince.

Unknown to them all, Anastacius was looking at them from the window of the palace.

Anastacius smirked. "Would you look at that? No mercy even to his soldiers." He chuckled, leaving.

A thought went to everyone's mind as they watched the prince leave. He's like the Emperor!