1 I Reincarnated As A Prince!

Ayeon was strolling through the imperial palace's garden as he admired the multitude of beautiful flowers and hedges neatly trimmed.

He had reincarnated into the world of Mystical nearly 18 years ago into the imperial family of the Arcadia Kingdom. He was the son of an Emperor that had 18 children. However, some were assassinated before he was born, cutting the number down to 14. He was the seventh in line of succession to the throne if we didn't count the princesses born before him.

Ayeon had started to read basic history of the world from historical records in the Imperial library when he was young to understand what the world of Mystical held for him. He was surprised when he learned the fact that every creature one could imagine existed here. The other one gave him a shock as he learned that talent was meaningless if someone had a superior level, bloodline and title.

Throughout the past 18 years, Ayeon had been training his body to upgrade his physical prowess so that it could handle fast levelling when he starts to level up. The training let him gain physical prowess much stronger than his peers, not that it already isn't by an even larger gap when he starts to level.

The world of Mystical had a strange limit. It did not allow anyone to gather spiritual energy enough to level up to the first level nor use their bloodlines' abilities before the age of 18.

This fact intrigued Ayeon, although he surmised that the young bodies of people just couldn't handle the burden of leveling up before the age of 18, as their muscles, bones and entire body goes through a transformation to accomodate the burden of spiritual energy, allowing them to level up. Well, he could also be wrong as their was races like dragons, black tortoises and many more with extremely tough bodies but still limited by this rule.

Ayeon had been nearly waiting two decades for his system to reboot. He wasn't in a hurry as he honed his patience during his previous lives. He merely understood an irrefutable fact: the system was gathering information of Mystical from the world's will as it did to the previous ones before so it could function its shop with items from this world.

"Brother!" A feminine voice interrupted Ayeon's reminiscing.

Ayeon turned around and smiled softly.

"Myra, how many times do I have to tell you to not disturb other people in thought?"

Ayeon lightly scolded her.

"But, brother, tomorrow is your birthday celebration and we must complete the preparations as soon as possible!"

Myra protested.

"Tomorrow is not just my birthday. It's our birthday."

Ayeon corrected her and sighed.

"Besides, you should know father doesn't really care about us. I am only seventh in line for the throne and you, Sabrina and Alexia are just tools for political marriage in his eyes."

He continued in a colder tone.

"Even so, we must still celebrate our 18th birthday! It's special because we can finally start to level up and use our bloodlines!"

Myra became stubborn.

"Also.. tomorrow is the day you will finally show yourself to the outside world for the first time."

Ayeon sighed as he remembered the people he was closest to in this life.

He had three siblings that was born from his birth mother. Alexia was the oldest, with Ayeon right after and Sabrina following behind Ayeon. Myra was the youngest of them but also the most kind of them all. Each sibling had a delay of one minute when being born between each other. Because their mother died during childbirth as she couldn't support the stress after delivering four children as well as the fact that the Emperor didn't treat them as his children, only tools for politics or other various purposes, the four siblings didn't view the other step-siblings as their family.

"Brother? Brother?"

Myra had started to shake his body after a few times of calling his name while he was in a reminiscing, making him look at her.

"Come on, let's go to eat dinner now. They're waiting for us."

Myra pouted and started jogged towards the dining hall.

"Hey! Don't jog. Let's walk together."

Ayeon said after easily catching up to her.

"Brother! We're very close to the dining hall. It would be faster if we run the last bit."

Myra complained.

"Heh, nope. You're going to walk with me. Come, I won't let you run."

Ayeon curved his lips up as he held Myra's hand.

"Ah!" Myra looked at their interlocked fingers for a while, before blushing and averting her gaze away.

They walked in silence, holding their hands together. As they were walking through an open space, the moonlight fell down gently on their faces, illuminating their appearances. Ayeon looked at her and fell into a daze.

Myra had rosy white skin that was illuminated in by the dim moonlight. Her long black hair fell down to her waist. Her eyes were as blue as the sky and radiated warmth when she was looking at her siblings and commoners and an ice-cold gaze towards other nobles. She wore a pure white robe that had only a golden flower etched right above her heart on her left breast. She was well endowed with a generous bust of C cup. Her every movement had a cute yet elegant bearing, showing off her status as well as attractiveness. Her face was flawless with willowy brows and glossy pink lips. Her rear was the biggest among the three sisters being firm, perky and jiggly. An adult's palm cannot even cover half of it. Just thinking of grabbing a handful of her meaty rear would arose in one's mind when walking behind her as they savored the sight of it jiggling with every step she took.

"Brother stop staring at me!"

Myra had a small blush on her rosy cheeks.

"Haha, sorry, Myra has just became too beautiful throughout the past two years and I couldn't help but fall into a daze because of it."

Ayeon honestly spoke.

"Too beautiful..." Myra mumbled in a mosquito-like voice that only she could hear as her cheeks furiously blushed.

Myra quickly let go of her hand when they arrived at the dining hall's door. She pushed open the door and walking in before Ayeon.

Ayeon who saw this only had an amused smile as he watched his sister's jiggling rear getting farther before he followed. Once he stepped through the door, he closed the door to the dining hall and walked to the dining table of the Imperial family.