The Tyrant’s Filial Daughter
There was a King of a Kingdom that acted any way he pleased and made his subjects fall in line.
The King could only be called a Tyrant.
That Tyrant then had a daughter.
Her name was Audrea.
The daughter never knew her mother so she was raised by the servants.
Her father would sometimes come to see her in her room.
“Do you know what your dad did today?”
He stared at the baby less than a year old.
“Your dad xxxxing cut that dirty bastard’s head off.”
Every once in a while he would come to see his daughter Audrea and speak to her as if she were a friend rather than a daughter.
It couldn’t be helped that her first words were things such as,
‘Die’, ‘dirty’, ‘pathetic’, ‘Hell’.
As soon as she was able to walk, Audrea would chase after her father, and watch him as he did work, held audiences, and executed various people.
Her vocabulary resembled her tyrant father’s and the servants whispered in private about the disturbing pictures she drew of dismembered humans.
Her father was distant but when she was 7 years old, an opportunity arose to grow closer to him.
She was watching her father like always when he commanded her come come to his side.
“This man broke the imperial law.”
He handed the 7 year old girl a dagger.
“Kill him, my daughter.”
Audrea learned to walk in her father’s footsteps from an early age.
As she got older, she learned to wield the Imperial Family’s power as her own. She bought countless jewels and dresses, disposed of anyone she didn’t like, and followed of her father’s commands as the King.
With both the King and the Crown Princess abusing their power, spending lavishly, neglecting duties, ignoring the pleas of the citizens, there began to be more and more unrest within the country.
One day, the King was poisoned and died shortly after.
The Princess inherited the throne at only 16 years old.
She was enraged at her father’s death, she had no desire to protect the people who had betrayed them. She neglected her duty and continued to indulge in luxuries and tyranny.
2 years later she was assassinated as well.
The young duke had only just returned to the capital after subjugating demonic beasts.
That holy sword broke through her magic and plunged into her chest.
The holy sword reverberated as it bathed in her blood.
Audrea’s magic began to rampage as she felt her life energy slipping away from her.
The last thing she saw was the young duke’s face and the ceiling crumbling above them.
When Audrea opened her eyes again, she was in a dark forest with no sun overhead. The air itself looked red.
The Holy Sword had sent her to the Demon Realm.
She survived in that place for years before someone found her there.
“What’s a human doing here? I’ll send you back to your body on Earth.”
Before she could respond, she was enveloped in a bright light.
When Audrea opened her eyes again, she was no longer in the Demon Realm.
No only was she back on Earth, it was Earth of the past!
She had been sent back to her time as a child rather than when she had left with a hole in her chest!
“Doesn’t the princess seem different than before?”
Will Audrea act different from before as she faces the future?
Shirakaba · Fantasia
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