The sun painted the sky in hues of orange and pink as Vio de Paragon awoke. A gentle breeze rustled through the curtains of his room, carrying the sweet scent of blooming flowers.

As he stretched, a wave of familiarity washed over him, a sense of peace he hadn't felt in years. He sat up, his gaze sweeping across the familiar surroundings. The ornate furniture, the tapestries adorning the walls, the very feel of the mattress beneath him—all brought back memories of a simpler time. A time before tragedy had struck his family.

A sharp pang of pain pierced his chest, a reminder of the horrors he had witnessed. The betrayal, the loss, the shattered dreams. But as the pain subsided, a flicker of hope ignited within him. He was back. Back in time, with a chance to change everything.

Vio swung his legs over the bed and stood up, his heart pounding with anticipation. He knew what he had to do. He had to protect his family, to prevent the tragedy that had befallen them. But first, he needed to understand how it had all happened. He needed to remember the events that led to the downfall of his family.

And so, Vio began to piece together the fragments of his past, determined to rewrite the future.

Vio dressed quickly, his mind racing with thoughts of the future. He knew that time was of the essence. He had to act quickly to prevent the tragedy that had befallen his family. As he made his way downstairs, he could hear the sounds of his family preparing for breakfast. He paused at the doorway, watching his younger siblings play together. A pang of guilt washed over him as he remembered the fate that awaited them.

"Vio, are you alright?" His mother asked, turning to him with a concerned look.

"I'm fine, Mother," Vio replied, forcing a smile.

Breakfast was a quiet affair. Vio tried to focus on his food, but his mind was elsewhere. He was thinking about the future, about the events that would lead to the downfall of his family.

After breakfast, Vio went to his father's study. His father, Duke Eldric de Paragon, was a wise and respected man. Vio knew that he could turn to his father for guidance.

"Father, I have something important to tell you," Vio began.

"What is it, Vio?" His father asked, looking up from his work.

Vio hesitated, unsure of how to begin. He knew that what he was about to say would be difficult for his father to hear.

"I... want to get stronger," Vio finally said.

His father's eyes widened in surprise. "What do you mean?"

Vio took a deep breath. "I finally found a reason to get stronger."

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His father's face didn't show anything, but deep down, a hope for his hopeless son grew.

"I am willing to start from menial tasks and receive the same treatment as everybody else," Vio continued.

His father didn't know the answer. But he saw a determination in his son.

"I must be ready for anything," Vio said.

His father nodded. "You have taken a step today, a very big step.

As the days turned into weeks, Vio became increasingly convinced that he was right. The dukehold had been moved, and random nobles took their place in the capital. This was a sarcastic joke towards the Paragons, but the Paragons never took this hint of the doom to come. The royal family was plotting against his family. And he was determined to stop them.

Vio's family, however, was skeptical of his new change. How long could it last? They had lived in isolation for so long that they had grown accustomed to a peaceful existence. They couldn't believe that the young heir was changing, nor did they need him to change in these peaceful times. Who would dare to attack them?

Vio knew that he had to convince his family of the danger they were in. If he were to tell them about the danger in the future, he might be put in a mental hospital. After all, royalty in this era was a great being, specially to this dukehold due to a damned pillar.

Vio's father, in particular, was deeply concerned. His son's new attitude must have come from something, but he didn't know what it was. Vio needed to ignite his family. He knew that they had to be ready for anything. Vio also knew he couldn't count on the other nobles nor suggest an alliance because they truly feared the King.

One day, while exploring the castle's underground chambers.Following it deeper into the earth, he eventually reached a chamber where a colossal, black pillar stood. Etched into the pillar's surface were words of wisdom, a warning to future generations

"DO NOT DO ANYTHING RASH. BE KINGS ARMS AND LEGS."

Vio had always found these words somewhat annoying, but now, as he stood before the pillar once more, their meaning seemed not to resonate with him in a profound way. He had always felt a sense of shame and resentment towards his family's decline, but now, he realized that their downfall was entirely their fault. This damned pillar made preparations almost impossible.

With renewed determination, Vio vowed to protect his family and restore the Paragons to their former glory. He knew that the road ahead would be difficult, but he was no longer afraid. He had returned to the past with the hope of changing their fate, he knew it was hard but still he had to move forward and believe. Despite the damned ancestors wishing for the family's downfall, Vio would continue to fight for his family.

He would train tirelessly, honing his skills as a swordsman and a strategist.

Continuing his exploration of the castle's underground chambers, Vio stumbled upon a hidden passage. Following it deeper into the earth, he eventually reached a chamber where the pillar continued. To his astonishment, the inscription on the pillar changed

"BUT IF SOMEBODY TURNS AND POINTS THEIR SWORD AT US. EVEN IF THEY WERE KINGS. REMEMBER WE ARE PARAGONS, WE SIMPLY DIDNT FIGHT FOR THE THRONE.IF DAY COMES THAT THEY HAVE FORGETTEN OUR NAME . MAKE THEM REMEMBER WHY WE ARE CALLED PARAGONS"

Besides the pillar, there was a sword with golden patterns on its both sides. It was just slightly floating in the air, but Vio didn't currently care about that.

Vio was deeply moved by these words. He immediately apologized for cursing his quite charismatic ancestors, slapping his mouth slightly for even daring to judge them. Looking once more at the text. He saw those words were a testament to his family's strength, a reminder that despite their current circumstances, they were still capable of great things.

With renewed determination, Vio vowed to protect his family and restore the Paragons to their former glory. He knew that the road ahead would be difficult, but he was no longer afraid. The words from his ancestor resonated with him, giving him a slight, comfortable push forward. Indeed, the power of his ancestors behind him was beautiful, making Vio emotional.