Prologue

Sadness.

Regret.

Hurt

Pain.

Betrayal.

Those words came from a sixteen-year-old princess who fought a battle she should have won but instead was slashed in the back by her own family, comrades, and kingdom.

Her nearly lifeless eyes were fixed on the night sky. It seems that even the sky is saddened by her feelings. It is deep, and only one star can be seen.

'The sacrifices I had made my entire life were in vain.' She uttered bitterly to herself.

'Those sacrifices I had made were paid for by betrayal,' she added.

She was stabbed in the back not only once but three times. Betrayal was slashed three times on her back.

A single tear escapes her eyes as she reminisces about the events and memories. All of that was a lie. All of that was false information that should be forgotten and buried underground.

She was surrounded by the bodies of countless soldiers and knights from three empires. Her final resting place was a battlefield. The pungent smell of blood and decomposing corpses invaded her nostrils.

The princess knows she won't last long, either. Who would have figured that this brave, beautiful, and intelligent princess would betray her own family?

She didn't forget, and she won't forget the words that were buried in her mind when her own knight slashed her back.

"Pardon me, my majesty; I was just following an assassination order!"

These are the words she will never forget, because she knows very well that they were only commanded by something higher.

The young princess laughed bitterly while coughing her own blood. She shakes her head at her stupidity and belief that her confidants were loyal to her.

She spotted the only star in the dark sky. She chuckled to herself. This was her final act, but she wished for one last chance to exact revenge on those who had betrayed her.

"I hope... at least one more time I can find peace for myself and revenge on the people who did this to me." She whispered to herself.

She believed that after she died, she would be able to feel at peace and smile genuinely for the first time. But this matter will remain in her mind.

"Do I deserve this end?" The princess questioned herself as if she were speaking to a star.

The star lit up. It shines brightly.

"I think I'm delirious, and I can see that the star wants to say something. This is a sign that I will bid farewell to this world, ensuring that my death will not be met with justice." She spoke weakly to herself. She could feel that the time for her departure was near.

"Do you want to live?" The voice abruptly addressed her while she continued to gaze up at the sky. She still couldn't believe what she was hearing. Perhaps this is merely a figment of her imagination.

"Do you want to live again?" The princess realized it wasn't her imagination for the second time. She concluded that it came from the moon.

It has not yet responded. She recalled her responsibilities and her desire to prioritize the people under their control. She was more concerned with the empire's people than with her own. She believes they require her sympathy more than anyone else, but she is exhausted. The Princess is sick of this world.

The world is not a fair place. Fools, liars, traitors, and cheaters hide in various places. She is fed up with being a part of this world.

"Let me rephrase that: do you want to die while also exacting vengeance?" The voice asked once more.

True, but how could she do such a thing? How was she able to do both at the same time? She's been through enough, and she doesn't want to go through it again. She is too worn out to make a difference in this world.

The star shines brightly, as if it has conquered the location where she is. The princess could see it clearly. She was dazzled by the light, but she did not expect a beautiful woman to come down. The woman had long, wavy golden hair, and her eyes were also golden. She was wearing a long robe of white mixed with gold. Its long, golden hair is floating in the air. The woman touched her cheek and wiped away her tears.

"My poor child," the woman said softly. She was gazing lovingly at the lady.

She guffawed at herself. She, too, is a moron. She is about to die, and she could hear and see imaginary things. "Oh, this is just a part of dying," she muttered to herself.

The woman shook her head. "It's true. Allow me to ask you again. Do you want to die while exacting vengeance?" Even though the woman's voice is serious, love can still be seen in her eyes.

Whichever the girl chooses is equally favorable to her. "It was an odd offer for a dying person." She laughed sarcastically.

The girl realized that this was not just a simple creature. She knew this woman was more than she could have imagined.

"You have a choice, child." The woman smirked.

'Ah, not too bad. I can sleep peacefully while getting the revenge I seek.' She thought to herself. She has no regrets, regardless of her fate.

She didn't even say what was on her mind. The woman could read it. When someone died, the woman smiled and kissed the girl on the head.

The girl tried to open her mouth, but she simply shut it again. She just let the woman do whatever she wanted with her.

After all, a dying person can no longer fulfill her wishes.

"You made the right decision, child. Now go to sleep and leave the rest to me." When the woman said this, the girl also closed her eyes.

The girl's life was ended peacefully by the woman. She will not suffer again. She will not be a thorn in the side of killing, protecting, and living peacefully. The girl will not face the people she despises; instead, she will leave in peace.

The woman smiled as she touched the girl's face again. The girl's body glowed as bright as the star. "Your journey has come to an end here, Princess Alessia Keren Endymion. Your desires will be carried on by a new one."