Everyone has a crown. They were there from the moment one was born to the moment they died and they couldn't be removed. Each crown has its own shape and color, but they are all definitely crowns. It's just that... No one could see them... No one could touch them... No one could feel them... No one even knew they existed... Until Lian was born.
Lian was still half asleep when he began to hear voices from the sides.
"Why did you come back?"
"Me? I just thought the Longit seemed quite injured. If I could kill it, then its materials would make me quite some money compared to all the other Star Beasts we killed so far.
"What about you?"
"Same as Retril."
"The same goes for me."
"Oh! So we all thought the same thing, uh?"
"Who are you guys trying to fool? It was a Level Three Star Beast. It doesn't matter how much money you could make with its materials. The moment it appeared, it was guaranteed that none of us would ever think about fighting it. You idiots did not come back because you thought you could kill it."