1 Reincarnated Tyrant Emperor

[Kaizen POV]

Greed, pride, lust, wrath, gluttony, sloth, and envy are just a few examples of negative emotions. This is a sin that everyone commits. There is no one who does not commit sin at some point in their lives. Only God's son is a holy person who lives on this planet.

I'm not an exception, of course. The person who has all apart from lust, I could even be worse.

I am Ashron Taizer Armando Adriano XII. The southern emperor. I've been born into a privileged and materialistic environment. My dad gives his affection and what I want, and my mother is a women who constantly sticks to my father who is doting. Since My mother never paid her attention to me. It was evident, that I did not like my biological mother.

Though, everything changed when I reached the age of 5. With my very own eyes I saw my mother sharing her lips with another man, of course my father saw it as well since he is the one who are holding my hand and invite me to my mothers chamber.

My mother, the empress of the south. Is a woman who has the equal rights with my father, the emperor of the empire.

Before I open my eyes in this wealthy world of mine. My grandfather, proposed an arranged marriage to the Grand duke of House of Forestle to marry my father. which is my grandfather house, the closest friend of the father of my father, the grand duke of the empire and the father of my mother.

The House of Forestle accepted the proposal of the Emperor of House of Roswell, which is the Imperial family. My father, on the other hand, was overjoyed to have my mother as his fiancée and wife. First and foremost, he is the one who persuaded my grandfather to marry the Grand Duke's daughter out of love. Since there are benefits to the empire, such as creating a strong connection and a positive image among the people of the South, my Grandfather insists on and accepts his son's request, not only for that reason, but also to make my father happy. He is exactly the same as my father. A doting one.

Following the marriage and the construction of another pillar to sustain the empire. Everyone was overjoyed because they will soon have a crown princess to lead the empire.

My grandpa died at the age of 78, and my father, the crown prince, ascended to the throne and became Emperor of the South Empire. In addition, my mother ascended to the throne and became Empress.

Three years later, I was born in this world for the first time. The empire is brimming with joy, and banquets are held on a daily basis. It was certainly a great time for my father since he cherishes his love with my mother like a beautiful rose.

However the reality isn't that great. People have ideas inside their bodies, whether they are good or negative, we don't know. The lovely rose was treasured, but it had a huge thorn that emotionally harmed my father.

He saw it with his own eyes. He caught my mother cheating on him. But, even if he despises her, he is unable to intervene because her wife's rights are equal to his. It will never be simple or without any risk to suggest a divorce.

My mother continues to flirt with her lover, the Count of House Villa, the house with the empire's greatest company.

Though I'll never know of my mother's other schemes. On the first night of the winter season. The Empress, my mother, stabbed my father with a knife. My eyes went black at that point, and I couldn't see anything. I'm unable to see or hear anything. 'Did.. I... just saw my father died with my mother's hand?' I clenched my fist, and my knees fell to the ground.

"F-f...ather." I adore my father; the time we spent together is one of the most precious memories I have. Even when he is swamped with work documents, he constantly offers his hand and invites me to play outside the castle. That's all right with me. My father frequently asks whether I want a young sister that resembles my mother. But I was continuously shaking my head and saying, "No." Because I know how my mother regarded my well-being. She regards me as a foolish creature who crawls like a beggar and pawn in order to take advantage of authority.

Now, I'm gazing at my father, who is laying down slowly on the floor, with blood streaming underneath his shirt at the region of his heart. I sprint and use my hand to hold his head. My mother scowled at me and said, "Trash." I was buried in concentration and instinctively tightened my grip on my father's wrist.

"Taizer," you say. He stated this while twisting his head to look at me. I can see tears welling up in my father's eyes. 'He really adores my mother, huh?' My tears flow as I watch my father's breath wither away.

"Don't be blind to love, and never detest someone, but open your heart and think carefully before putting your trust in them." I didn't understand anything my father said. I'm simply paying attention to his breathing. I called the family doctor, but no one answered. I'm standing in front of my mother's chamber. My father's lifeless body lay on the floor as his final bed. 'Who would have guessed that someone who appears like an angelic lovely rose would have a poisonous thorn?' said my own mother.

When my father passed away. The Duke of House of De Limes was accused by my mother. I didn't say anything to the court because I'm in the pit of darkness, where my thoughts are whirling around like a mad roulette wheel that never stops. I can't think well enough to ask to be a witness. As a result, the Duke of De Limes was charged with treason and executed in front of the palace.

My mom smirked and laughed behind her room door. 'She's preparing something again,' I can see the enormous avarice in his eyes. At the time, I was still recovering from the shock of my father's death. A notion flashed into my head. 'Did my mother let me live because if she killed me with my father she would betrothed?!' I've finally figured out why I'm still alive. I tighten my grip and break the glass of water next to me. My eyes were ablaze with rage. My brows furrow, as if I want to kill everyone.

"You're going to pay for this one day, mother."

I stated this while picturing the sight on my mother's face if I carry out the plan I'm considering.

Then, as predicted, my mother devised a strategy. She made her lover the Emperor since there are no more imperial lines who can accede to the throne, so my mother has all the rights. The marriage was acknowledged by the court and the church, and I was thrown away in the Duke of Forestle Duchy.

My wrath and desire to exact vengeance on my mother grew day by day. In order to carry out the strategy, I train and train as I could As time passed here in the duchy, and with the lessons and care provided by my Grandfather, who is very different from my mother. I never doubted him. But I began to feel dizzy whenever I ate or slept, losing portions of the experience as time passed.

Years have gone once more, and my coming of age is approaching. I learned that my mother is expecting with his emperor. Though I wasn't very interested in it, the rumors bothered me. They are constantly skeptical of my existence.

They believe there is a rival for the crown. Yes, the kid will be the daughter of the present emperor and empress, but have they considered the evidence of an imperial family?

During the era of Celestial and Demon warfare, humanity were bestowed with a massive blessing that served as a sign of immense might. The imperial family of the north was endowed with sapphire-blue eyes. The imperial family in the East was endowed with ruby-red eyes. The West is gifted with yellow eyes that shine like a golden diamond, while the South is gifted with green eyes that sparkle like an emerald. That is why, because I have the celestial and holy blessing, no one can deny that I am the only successor of the Empire.

I celebrated my coming of age at the palace and was crowned Crown Prince since I am the heir and have solely the right to the throne. Even if they are the Emperor or Empress, they can't do anything since I am the only one with the Blood of Roswell, the Imperial Family heritage.

I often scowled at my mother with the disgusting expressions that exist in my grins. She is the filthiest human being I have ever met. 'You may be my biological mother. But you don't have the right to call yourself a parent because you didn't even consider me as your own son, and you are also the one who murdered his own spouse, who is my father.' I will make you regret it. I'll make you bend to me like a slave and behead you like the duke.

Time has passed, and the preparations for my vengeances are complete. We're only waiting for the appropriate moment. I gathered my supporters, half of the nobility. I threatened them in order for them to fulfill my orders, and some of them are loyal to my blood and voluntarily pick my side. Some consented to the rewards they will get. This disgusting folks reminds me of my mum. I can't kill them since they have a power I require.

On the eve of the summer solstice. The execution of the vengeance plot will commence. And so it started.

We carried out the plot exactly as planned, with one purpose in mind: to destroy everything, even the palace. I want them to crumble and lose their clout. Every night in my command fought the imperial knights in that evening, and they fell as planned. The imperial palace's defenses are weakened as a result of the Summer Festival, which occurs every time a crown prince ascends.

This is a Southern ritual in which dancing and singing are only done on the last day of summer when the prince ascends to be the crown prince. To praise God and thank his for the Good Harvest.

At that serene palace and a depressing and exciting capital. A catastrophe occurred, and the Empress was murdered with my Sword, just as he had done to my adoring father. I never was hesitant to stab her in the heart. I treated my biological mother like a slave when she was still standing on the ground. "You! kneel and never fall down like a princess who died of poison in a novel." I stared at her and realized how terrified she was. She gradually knelt in front of me. I can see how much she is trembling, yet I never move one inch. I had no regrets or feelings of remorse about my choices. This is how she handled my father, who adores her a lot. She stopped breathing after kneeling and lay down as if bowing while kneeling.

Everything changed after that day. I ascended to the throne and established myself as the Emperor of the South, who imposes tyranny. I performed all of my responsibilities, but the way I act is far worse. I became a ruler who was cruel and selfish. I utilized acts and terrible machinations to make the other nobles who helped my mother disappear, despite the fact that they were innocent. As long as I reign in this manner, the empire will crumble. However, the emperor of the north arrived and requested a visit.

He approached me and proposed an arranged marriage between his daughter. I've gone insane and stabbed the emperor with the sword I'm carrying. The empire then declared war on us because I attempted to assassinate their ruler.

You're talking about marriage, huh? I never wanted to have anybody else at my side. Even if there is a benefit or simply a political marriage, I can see how obese the emperor is and I can tell that his daughter loves me just by looking in his eyes and impression.

'Love is a pitiful term that I will never acknowledge.' Because of that love, I will never be like this. I just know that where there is love, there is betrayal. 'I despise it, I loathe it.'

I was successful in conquering the continent. The Southern Empire has the largest armies of every empire. That is why there has never been a war in history.

But I broke that alliance by assassinating the other imperial family. This is the worst thing you can do since murdering an imperial family is considered defying God.

I've never believed in God. I didn't worship or pray for anyone. I found myself to be the God. 'Who will worship a God who cannot be seen?' That's how I feel about Gods. They are simply con artists that dupe others into believing in their so-called miracles and ruins.

Ancestor may have been playing jokes and writing archaic language that we humans could not comprehend. They design a picture of their God and input various individuals worshiping them, which is why the continent's present population believe in.

Now it's the night before Christmas. I'm kneeling in front of my throne to bid farewell to my Grandfather, who stabbed me in the same way I stabbed my own mother.

Second by second, I'm losing my breath. Telling me about his strategy that caused me to enjoy this. He yelled and mocked at me for thinking he was supporting me like an adoring grandfather who adores his grandchild. But the fact is that he is the one who drugged me and drove me insane in order to control the world.

'Will this be the end, huh?' After this year, I finally regained consciousness. I can't believe I've done so much harm. I scowled as I reflected on how awful I was.

My breathing became difficult. Because my throat was swollen. This story is really different from the novels that my mother reads to me before I go to bed. A book with a happy ending about an emperor and his empress. 'Hah... It's terribly hard.' My life is nothing more than a silk thread. When you pull it, it straightens out, but it will never be super strong and shatter in a single force.'

My grandfather approached me and sat on the empire's throne. Ahh..., I'm regretting everything. I close my eyes and think about my misdeeds... how the people they love were slaughtered in front of them... how I exploited my power to rule the world. I killed my own cousin, the ruler of the East Empire, and I spilled blood all over the place. I took a deep breath, and my tears streamed down like enticing waterfalls. As I succumb, the noises of my knights falling to the ground cry forth.

"I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I- I am neither a puppet nor a God. I am the Emperor, but I am also a human being with emotions. 'Man never cries.' I never cried after the death of my father. But I found the reason behind those words. Man never cries because they bear the pain and never insist to show weakness. If you cry once in your life, you will be labeled as weak due to your lack of emotional control...

'I'm going to die...' With this request, I may not be forgiven or heard. 'God, I just wanted to apologize.' I'll never beg forgiveness from you, but I want to confess everything. I murdered individuals because I was a greedy person, a human who abused your children, and an unmerciful being. I never believed in you, but if you are true, I hope you would give me another chance to live as your son.' I'm aware that my faith is weak. I never prayed to God for him. Even if there is proof in my blood, I never believe in it.

I can't take any more breaths. If there is no God, that is ok with me because I will pass through and regard myself as the door to knowing the truth, whether it be hell or heaven. I'm simply delighted to be able to share and grateful to be able to express the anguish I'm experiencing. I'm completely helpless without you, Father. Before my eyelids closed completely, I grinned and forced myself to lie down on my back. I'll never submit to someone so vile that he can even persuade his own blood to murder his own daughter in order to satisfy his ambition. I fell asleep, closed my eyes, and laid down on the crimson magnificent carpet in the palace of Gold and Silver to rest for eternity.

'I died,' That was I thought, but I opened my eyes again. 'What? 'What is going on?' I was surprised that I was still alive. The more startling part is that I am unable to move and my vision is seeing a different ceiling. 'Where am I?' It was all white...

'What's the deal with that chandelier?' Isn't it meant to have a lot of light layers?'

'Just where exactly am I..' I looked to the side to see what else was there. But I flinched when I saw that I was lying down at a glass, my rear body wrapped in cotton and a different type of silk. I attempted to touch it...

'What exactly is going on?' What is this person's body? It was so little and delicate that you might easily break it if you touched it.

I took another look at that hand... and realized it was mine.

'Wait, what the... hell is this?'

'Where have I gone?!'