PROLOGUE 01- Endless Cycle

In a clear night sky devoid of clouds, stars were glittering like jewels. The moon shone brightly like a blue sapphire adorning the sky. This scenery was so charming that even a senseless will admire it. Truly, this place could have been called heaven.....

Could have if it wasn't for the state of the surface below it.

Underneath the awe-striking sky was a forest, at least it used to be one. The forest didn't have any trees in it or the inhabitants. If a person were to see this barren land and forget about thinking of a forest he wouldn't even believe that any life form can exist here.

What lay before was a land, kilometer wide, but surprisingly not even a tiny part of the land could be seen as it was covered. The whole large patch of land, about 15 sq. Km was buried under lifeless corpses.

The pungent smell of the blood and the gore made it so unbearable that a normal person will find himself choking. The mere sight was frightening enough to get a trauma that would last your entire life.

In the center of all this was a young man in his early twenties. He had white hairs with a tint of black at the ends. His grey eyes devoid of any emotion were downcasted and he was holding a saber in one hand and an orcish dagger in another.

His disheveled hair and half-closed eyes were clear signs of fatigue. The white suit he wore was now stained with blood but it still had a godly appearance to it.

It was clear that this young man was the demise of all these people.

Each and every one of them excluded an aura that was the proof that they were the strongest in this world.

But now they lay under the feet of a single person.

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Hello! Narrator here. You guys might be thinking what the hell is happening or who is this guy or what is this, so for that let's rewind back a little. Well, it might be more than a little, but still, let's see what happened earlier.

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First Life

His First life was not something special. He was born in a normal world with no magic or bullshit whatsoever. It was a world where people thought the magic of nothing more than trickery.

It was scientifically developed but not to the point where they were able to travel through planets. They had a stable civilization and the monarchy was long gone.

In this world of the constant battle of human limits, our friend was born in a well-developed city, in-fact it was one of the most developed cities in the world. His family also earned well enough to live happily without any problems.

The only thing that might be strange was that he was unexpectedly good in learning. Anything he try, he was able to perform it with the least amount of effort.

Still, even after that, he was just a kid at that time. All he did was follow his parent's advice as he didn't understand that much about the society.

By the age of 19, he had already lost his parents. They apparently died in a car accident. The car in which they were traveling crashed and fell into a ditch.

But what was more surprising, was that an 18-year-old teenager survived that fall. It was reported that he didn't even have any wounds on his body.

The boy was accused by some strangers to be the one to plan this whole thing but was proven innocent because of lack of innocence.

But even if he was judged innocent the news was already out and rumors about him started to appear and they were not good. Not good is also an understatement. He was harassed and bullied and his social life was also at last stick.

He finally decided to change cities in order to live a decent life.

By the time he was settled in a new city he was already in his early thirties and he was obviously unmarried.

At the age of 36, he died at the hands of a gangster.

Life 2

He was baffled when he suddenly found himself in the body of a child. In this world, his was Evan al Roasn, the second son of Duke Philip al Roasn. It took some time but he eventually accepted the fact that he was reincarnated or something like that at least.

The world setup was that of the medieval period. The world had monarchy and religion was widespread. There was also the concept of breathing techniques called 'Qi'.

'Qi' was described as a nature's energy. People concentrate this energy in their bodies to enhance their physical prowess. There were legends that many decades ago there existed a group of people who were even able to make weapons from this 'qi'.

He also noticed something else. There was still the birthmark that he had in his previous life on the left side of his neck.

The mark was made of two thin concentration circles with a dot at the center and 6 rhomboid sticks arising from the center.

He was not stupid enough to believe it to be a mere coincidence. After all, he was reincarnated and had a mark the same as his previous life and at the exact place at that.

He started to gather all the information he could along with training his body. He started to experiment with various things on himself and found out many things.

By the time he was 30, the information he had about his powers was.

(i) He can reincarnate.

(ii) The mark on his neck provided him with supernatural powers. With each symbol, he unlocks he will get a new absolute power. He got this info when he unlocked his first seal. When it was unlocked, one of the lines in the mark disappeared and a sure of information rushed into his mind about the mark.

The first seal he unlocked was the 'Clause of Innate Talent'

It provided him the talent for everything and apparently in his last world this seal was in a premature state so it showed a little effect on his life.

Due to this seal, he was able to do many things but unfortunately, the seals also depend on the human body state, and as he spent most of his life in research his body was rather weak.

While he looked like a healthy person, it was only due to the seals. Alas, if the effects of the seals were to diminish then his body wouldn't even be in a condition to move.

So the seal was limited in a way but even with the limit, the seal allowed him to absorb 'qi' at an unimaginable rate. He didn't even need to focus, 'qi' was naturally attracted to him and he was also able to form objects from qi.

He would have been one of the strongest people in that world but he didn't.

Days, months even years passed and he still dedicated all of his time to his research.

Everything was going like always until one day, suddenly he was declared a heretic, and his research was declared blasphemous. He ignored it in the start but soon the matter grew worse for him. He was declared the enemy of almost every country, his family was stripped of their rights and position.

And then one night came those people, they wore a black leather top sticking to their skin and there was an odd aura around them which was suffocating. It was clear to him who they were and what their purpose was.

They were assassins sent to kill him.

Even before he was able to react, his world turned upside down and soon darkness overcame him.

Life 3

In his third, he found out that his seals were again locked up. He was again reborn in a Medieval world but unlike the old one, this one wasn't that undeveloped and also had the concept of magic.

This reincarnation was proof of his theory that he could reincarnate more than once. In this life, he was the second son of a viscount.

While his family was noble, they weren't prestigious ones. There existed many families which were stronger than his while only having the title of Baron. The only reason his family belonged to a viscount y was that his great grandfather saved the life of the third prince of the empire in the war, nothing less nothing more.

Still, It wasn't that big of a concern for him because it was easy to have a lower title if the bigger ones were going to bring headaches like assassination, politics, power games, etc.

He continued to improve his skill and focused on his seals.

He hid his talents from people in order to not attract attention but was still killed.

Life 4

This life was one of the worst life for him. It seemed like because of the mark on his neck he was assumed to be someone cursed by the gods and was treated poorly.

It wasn't like he just suffered a few taunts and some discrimination. If it was only that he just could have ignored it all. After all, he was not a child and this wasn't a cliche revenge novel that will make him hate humans and slaughter them like pigs.

But he still ignored it as he couldn't care less about some annoying people as he was sure that he will soon face a bigger problem than this.

And to prove him right he was killed at an age of 47. By that time he was powerful enough. No, he was more than that. He was the strongest person in that world but he was killed for another reason. It was his family. He was killed along with his wife by his sons in their sleep. While he was able to protect himself somewhat his wife wasn't and in the process of protecting her, he died.

Life 4

This life was no different. It was apparent by now that this was no coincidence and someone or something was trying to hurt him in his every life.

Life 9

He was the Second princess of a large kingdom in this life. It was a strange feeling for him to be reborn in a body of a female but it was within his expectation.

He sure felt a little awkward at first but got over it quickly as he wasn't a 17-year-old with raging hormones making him extremely lustful towards a female body.

While being a female did bring him a few restrictions, it wasn't on a level that he would be bothered by it...

In a large hall which was lavishly decorated were gathered about 200 people. The floor was covered with a cherry red carpet and the walls also had carved designs on it.

There were chandeliers adorning the dome-shaped ceiling and pillars were covered with fresh flowers.

Even after being filled with about 200 guests, the hall was nowhere near its full capacity.

Below a grand chandelier stood a few people encircling a decorative table. By the gazes that fell on them and how they looked at other people preset them with their eyes, which clearly show that they considered themselves superior to the rest of them in every aspect, it was not difficult to understand who they were. They were the royalty, The Royal family of the Kingdom of Levianthan.

Today was the 21st Birthday of the second princess of this country and also the day when she was going to be declared a full grown-up adult.

Everyone here was the high-ranking nobles of the kingdom, gathered to congratulate the princess on her birthday and on finally becoming an adult.

Many also had ulterior motives for being here and it was to create any type of connection with the princess. Some younger ones also had the idea of having a matrimonial relationship with her but they knew better than anyone what might happen to them if this idea of theirs were to spread, even as a rumor.

She being royalty was one of the reasons but they were also high ranking nobles with quite a few achievements at that so it wasn't that big of a problem.

No, the real problem was the princess herself.

Unlike fairy tales, where a princess was the embodiment of beauty and grace, where the princess was as kind as a saint and as fragile as a thin glass sheet, the 2nd Princess was cold and calculating and on top of that, she was a Grandmaster level Aura-Blade user.

She was rarely seen in a dress that was meant for a lady belonging to a Royalty. While she was considered the most beautiful woman in the Entirety of Leviathan, she was also fierce. Even her eyes were capable of freezing anyone who dared to see her in a lustful manner.

Even after being Royalty, she didn't have a dedicated escort. There was a rumor that was widespread in the Kingdom that She hated men.

Its basis was simple. Even after being Royalty, she wasn't engaged to anyone and who so ever tried to approach her was simply given a cold shoulder.

But her achievements were also on such a level that these small things could be Ignored.

Coming to the present, Everyone was currently talking and giving greetings that the grand gates were opened and a person entered.

The announcer announced the status and the identity of the person but even before he could do that everyone knew who it was.

It was the 2nd Princess 'Rosalyn Nev Bell'

A pin-drop silence surrounded the hall and everyone's gazes were fixed on the figure marching towards the highest position.

It took a few minutes but everyone catch up to the time and shook their distractions away.

Unlike usual, the Princess was wearing a beautiful orchid pink colored dress and an extravagant erin pearl necklace adorned around her neck. Her mellow hair was tied up in a ponytail which didn't hinder her beauty.

As the event proceeded, everyone, greeted her and congratulated her.

Pov:- Rosalyn Nev Bell

'Sigh…... This dress is really bothersome' Rosalyn sighed in her mind as she greeted one of the heirs of the Grand-Dukedom of the East.

Currently, I was meeting with the guest and was receiving their greetings. While I wanted nothing other than to run out of this Party which was the marking of the day of my entrance into adulthood, I was still a princess and couldn't just run off from her own Birthday celebration.

'Still wearing this dress is extremely embarrassing. I don't think I will ever get used to this thing.'

"I greet her Royal Highness, The second princess, Rosalyn Nev Bell, on her 21st Birthday. May the blessing of Pyro be upon you"

I was interrupted in the middle of my thought as a young man greeted me.

'ugh...he is also viewing me with the same gaze. The hell do these guys are so fixated on me.'Ever since I became 10, these people came to me in hoards. Not to mention the letters of Grand-Duke asking for my hand for their brats.

It was still bearable until then but in these few years, It became unbearable. Even the random nobles proposed to me and not to mention how grand and mighty they act as they have given me the highest honor of this world.

There was once a case when I was 13 that a Noble in his mid-thirties proposed the position of a concubine for me.

I swear if it was not a letter but a face-to-face confrontation, I would have Burned that Pedophile Bastard alive.

The sheer thought of marrying a person of the same gender, gross me out to no end.

"Oh my! Thank you for your kind greetings. Master Gill" I replied with a smile to not show my true feeling and took a sip of the wine.

I was not accustomed to drinking alcohol but had no other choice rather than enduring it because of the formalities.

'Yuck… It still tastes the same. I don't think I will ever be able to drink alcohol.'I said to myself while reluctantly taking another sip.

'This tastes even more awful, is it because it is of lower quality than the ones that We have in the palace' It was a little more bitter than usual. No, it was actually very bitter.

I turned to ask if my family also found the wine bitter.

"M…."I wasn't able to complete my sentence as my legs suddenly got limp and I fell to the floor. There was a metallic taste of iron in my mouth.I wasn't able to move any of my limbs.

I was able to sense a large commotion going around me but wasn't able to move my head to see what was the crowd's reaction. I was only able to see a glimpse of the crowd as I moved my eyes to see the commotion.

'What the fuck. Just How strong was the poison that it was able to paralyze me. don't tell me it was the Mystic curse. But who the hell was able to get that thing. It should be impossible for even dukes to get hold of one of those things. The Grand-Duke might be able to get one but they still won't be able to poison a Royalty's drink.'

As I was thinking these things I heard someone click his tongue. I moved my eyes as much as I could to see the source and you know whom I saw.

It was none other than my little brother. While everyone was in a state of panic and my mother and father were calling for a medic. My brother and sister were looking at me rather just staring at me and after a few moments that they were sure that I will definitely die they began their activities as well

'well can't say I didn't see it coming.' it was rather obvious, at least for me. My little brother, who was 15, was the unofficial heir. He would be the official heir if it wasn't for me.

The Kingdom of Lavianthan was pretty open-minded and considering my talent they wouldn't mind making me the queen. This was also one of the reasons why my marriage was able to hold until now. They just can't let anybody marry a person who might be the future Empress.

Thus, I was the biggest obstacle for him and my sister who supported him.

He must have seen that I didn't die on the spot, that's why he clicked his tongue.

Well if it was a normal warrior he would have died on the first sip but I was different so it took some time for the poison to kick in.

'But still, they could have talked to me. It's not like I was particularly interested in taking the throne. If they could have guaranteed that I won't be married to someone, I wouldn't have minded giving up the throne. Not that they could have forced me in a marriage even if they wanted to.'

"Father! What happened to Big sis?" My sister asked in an innocent voice.

'This prick.'

'Hah!... I seriously need to find a poison-resistant skill in my next life.'My vision dimmed as my senses slowly started to fade away.

Life 10

'Ughhhh….I am not going to drink alcohol ever again in my life.' I regained my senses and a ceiling came in my view.

The last scene of me dying in front of hundreds of people came to my mind.'I seriously hope they found out who poisoned me and hang them.

'At least I was able to leave a curse on them.' Yes, you heard me right a curse. It was a technique I learned after a faithful encounter with a witch. She tried to attack me first but after clearing the misunderstanding we became quite good buddies. She even taught me some of the arts that were considered taboo in that world as a form of apology.

'Hehe! They will regret messing with me.' The curse I left was nothing special, it just won't let them sleep ...…..ever again and its activating condition was my death.

I was in the middle of enjoying imagining their suffering that I was lifted by someone. I expected it to be the wet nurse or my family but it was rather a bald man with a large scar on his face.

'Come to think of it the ceiling also doesn't look like it is a place where humans could live. I inspected my body to make sure that I wasn't reborn as a hetero-morph or something. I seriously didn't want to live another life as some race that was considered evil or something but my worries were in vain as I was a human and a boy at that.

'Hah!!!! plz, don't make me a girl ever again.'

'But then what is happening?…. Heeeeeeeeehh?????' I was surprised to see what was in front of me.

What came into my view was a large open area that looked like a book definition of what we call slums. But it wasn't the slum that surprised me, rather, it was a mark on the body of everyone that I saw.

It was a mark that was unfamiliar but still was clear what it meant.

' I AM A SLAVE!!! '

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