I am a prince. Frankly speaking, I am normal unlike the other princes who either became heroes or losers. I cannot say they love me very much, but I am sure they don't hate me either. In all things, I am completely ordinary.
My other three siblings are all geniuses. One became a knight when he was just 15 years old. My second brother and my firstborn sister are competing for the throne. In their eyes, I am nobody. But I do not think they will stay in this small country; there is nothing here for them.
My mother died when I was 5 years old. She was a stone, but a gemstone who shone brighter than the sun. I miss her so much. Today, I am 13 years old, and my fate scroll will unfold today. It will decide whether I am destined to be a hero or a loser. I have zero hope for myself because I do not feel like I can do anything.
Wish me luck.
The scroll had seven colors, each representing a distinct path of destiny:
* Red: Symbolizing War - The path of the warrior, strength, and battle.
* Green: Symbolizing Healing - The path of the healer, compassion, and restoration.
* Blue: Symbolizing Wisdom - The path of the scholar, knowledge, and insight.
* Yellow: Symbolizing Prosperity - The path of the merchant, wealth, and growth.
* White: Symbolizing Purity - The path of the guardian, protection, and justice.
* Black: Symbolizing Mystery - The path of the sorcerer, magic, and the unknown.
* Purple: Symbolizing Leadership - The path of the ruler, power, and governance.
As Seren unrolled the scroll, the seven colors began to glow, each representing a potential destiny. His heart raced as he watched the colors swirl and shift, finally settling on one that would reveal his fate.
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But his scroll was different. It held every color, intertwining in a magnificent display. It revealed a title that encompassed all paths: Valerius Imperion.
Suddenly, Seren fainted. He was flooded with memories of a Korean who became the hero of light in a world like ours, and of an evil god-like destroyer of many dimensions. He did not know why he was remembering these things, but he could feel their powers inside his body. When he awoke, he found himself on his sister's lap his sister who had never looked at him crying like a baby. When he wiped her tears, she hugged him tightly.