Clemont Moreau

A fancy red carpet laying in the floor. A massive chandelier with candles lit up above the mansion. A golden decorations inside the mansion. A golden platter right in the table. The way my father and mother dresses was elegant and yet undeniablely perfect. I wore as elegant as my father and mother wear those robe, accessories, and clothes. Everything was perfect and magical ...but in the eyes of everybody, I became a prey. With just one look, they would drool out of hunger. It was always been like that...everybody strive to be my friend, my lover, my acquaintance, and even as...me. They would do anything just for them to get the fame, power, and money as I do. They would strive for that goal...just like hungry beasts. Even if they wore those elegant clothes and long robes...they can never fool a prey's eyes. In the prey's eyes...they are nothing but beasts even if they wore those elegant clothes. I was born in Hikari. The country where power and fame was everything. It was sickening and tiring for me. This country was rotten. They would act friendly towards anyone just to gain the power they wanted.

I was a royalty indeed. A guy who lives on Hikari. A guy who has the ability to draw anything I want in a blank canvas. With just one drawing...I can make it come to life...but...if I draw a serene world in the blank canvas...will it came to life like I did to my other paintings..?

I kept wondering in my room...looking at the blank canvas in front of me...while holding into my full set of paints. Will the world will be colorful like these paints..? Will the world would be brighter like these paints..? Will I ever get to live in a world so colorful like the painting I paint on canvas..? Will the world will be peaceful like my drawings and paintings..? If so....then....I'll gladly do anything just for that to happen. I kept hoping for that miracle to happen ever since I saw the canvas and the paints for the first time. I kept yearning and searching for someone to make that miracle happen. But still ...there was nothing. But for the first time in my life...an idea struck at me like a lightning. Is waiting going to change anything..? If I could just make myself do the miracle...would that be much better that waiting? That's why I have decided my goal. I will make this country full with colors just like my paintings. Time waits for no one and I can't afford to waste it.

I tried to do all I can for the people to know that I am against this royalty system by painting it in the canvas and selling it to the higher ups. I was a painter for a reason and I will do everything to change this country. But in the end, I miscalculated everything I did. My father started to throw my paints and canvas away once he got the information that my paintings about royalties were in the news. He warned me not to touch these paints ever again. Who would stop his own son's ability to draw just for power..?

KNOCK!...KNOCK!

I was startled at the sudden knock at my door. I remember that I was in my bed looking at the ceiling in my room not until someone knocked my door. I went to the door and slowly opened it. And there I saw my mother.

Honey...have you learned your lesson now..? I'm so sorry to do this to you...we just loved you so much that's why we're doing this... My mother said and hugged me tightly.

Mom...just how long do you have to lock me in my room..? I'm hungry...I said sadly. I was locked for 4 hours in my room everyday. They kept doing this so that I can "reflect* on what I did. As if locking me in my room everyday for hours can change anything.

It's already 4 hours...you can eat now. She said while she pulled me in the kitchen for me to eat.

As usual...an expensive and yet arrogant plates with appetizing foods in the table. I sat down at my usual chair and started to eat. In the middle of eating, I asked my mother if I can get my paints back.

Mom...can I have my paints and canvas back..? I said while looking at my mother as she looked at me.

Sadly it's a no...this is for your own good, darling...you must learn what it is to be a royalty or a noble...you will carry our bloodline someday...you can't just kept continuing this hobby of yours... My mother said while looking at me worriedly.

Stop acting like you care mother. Besides, this is my life...who are you to control my life decisions when it isn't yours..? I said angrily.

I just want to give you a bright future... can't you understand that..? She said while her voice started to get angry.

Bright..? You call this bright when you took away all my talents as if they were just trash..?! I shouted at her.

You dare shout at your own mother?! Remember I'm the one who give birth to you! I endured 9 months of my time just for you to be born in this world! And you have the courage to shout at me as if I am the one at wrong?! If it weren't for you our names weren't in the news scandals! She said outrageously.

I was shocked as she shouted at me. Of all these years...I didn't heard her shout at me. I guess she's been hiding this side to me ever since I was born.

Stop acting like you care mother! You never cared! If you did, my paints and canvas weren't in locked away somewhere! You never cared about me! You only cared about is power! I shouted as I stood up.

So what if I did..?! Remember that it's because of us that you are here standing in this place! Without us... you're nothing! You didn't know how harsh this world is! This is for your own good. You can't do anything than to accept it! She shouted.

We stood in the dining room for seconds of silence. She then started to walk away in the dining room and went to her room. I stood there dumbfounded. I never think of how cruel this world is.

4 Years Later-

It's been years since I decided to color this country like my paintings...but in the end I see no point in this. Maybe I underestimated the world too much? Should I just gave it all up as if it's nothing? Every year passes by...I see no hope in this country. My mother was right...I can't do anything to change this country. I will just accept my fate and act as an obedient royalty...just like a dog.

Honey...there will be a ceremony later...get dressed. Maids..help him find some clothes he can wear. My mother said while she sit still as her makeup artist do her face.

I went to my room and dressed the clothes the maids chooses. As I am done getting dressed, I went downstairs and my father and mother was delighted on how I dressed.

Our darling is definitely majestic! My mother said as she hugged me.

Clemont...you will see a lot of unfamiliar faces in the ceremony. We will also meet the Five Tremors. You must be careful on talking to anyone you don't know...got it? My father said as he warned me about the Five Tremors as he say.

Yes, father... I said as we head off to our mansion.

This ceremony happens every once a year. This includes all of the higher ups nobles. And it also includes the Five Tremors which was rumored to be talented assins in the SJA.