Alexei had been diagnosed with hemophilia as a newborn. His mother thought it was divine punishment, but he thought he was divine. After all, he was the heir to the Russian throne, forcing others to bow as he walked into rooms from the age of 7. He was 13 now, and had very thoroughly given up such a notion. All he had ever wanted he had been given, yet the one thing he wanted most was something that a worker or even a peasant could have. He wanted to run, or to play, yet his incapability was obvious to the outside observer. He remembered when he had gotten bruises and his body swole up, the color was like wax. The pain would fill his full form, and if he had gotten a cut there was a high likelihood of death. The commandant, Yakov Yurovsky, had called them all downstairs because the white army would soon arrive, and he was having them hide for their own safety. His father carried him down the stairs, and when he was finally seated the commandant gave them the news. They were all to be executed. Nicholas, Alexandra, Olga, Tatiana, Anastasia, Maria, and Alexei. Then he shot his father through the heart with a single bullet. When they shot at Alexei and his sisters the bullets bounced from his chest! He remembered the jewelry hidden in their clothing by Olga and Maria! Maybe he would live! He held his father's still warm hand as clouds of dust rose and his chair toppled over. He clenched his eyes shut. And they never opened again. The commandant disposed of their skeletons after burning the bodies and dropping what was left in acid. In his words,       "No one will ever know what has become of the Romanov's,". So then why did Alexei wake up? In a deep void, no light or shadow present, Alexei floated. He was cold. He decided to try and swim, and found he could move. Or at least he thought he was moving, he had no frame of reference. As he passed through the void he felt as he touched something. It was warm, and soft. Then it tore in twain as he pierced the membrane into the system world and he moved far away. 

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System detected lost soul. Salvageable? Yes. Keep? Keep. Lost soul protocol. Transfering into a new form... form chosen.

Name: Alexei Romanov

Dove Angeli, Unique grade. 

Threat level: Neglegient.

Unique grade attributes: 

Hemophilic, soulbrand, divine marked king, mark of the 3rd đëstrœýeř

Static attributes: 

Health: 36/36

Stamina: Average for Species

Mana: 150/150

Evolutions: none

What the hell? What was a system?

Why was he a little floating eye with wings?

How could he see in a sphere with a 6 meter radius?

...Why did he feel like this form was what he should've had all along?