Authors note

Here's the first chapter of my new novel please comment and tell me what you liked and disliked and if you want me to keep her a loli or make her into a bombshell.

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Hello my name is Charlotte Herba Formerly Known as Ashton Mason navy seal. When I found out I was no longer a man but a little girl I vowed to be the Manlius girl in the world and I'll have beautiful women harem muhahahaha. *cough* back on topic. This year I am three years of age , and I am the cutest loli in the world with my golden eyes and silky black hair that I keep in a ponytail that still reaches my back. I refused to wear dresses much to my mother's dismay instead I chose black military suit that you see I even added all the medals I earned even the medal of honor which I'm sure I earned after that last mission and if I didn't I did now hahahaha. I completed the look with black iron toe boots. I could make steel but I want to wait till I can personally make it. My father liked the look so much he started copying it with a more masculine look as my mother wouldn't allow mine without a lot of lace and frills.

Three years have gone by in flash. In those three years I have learned a lot it turns out my dad is the most powerful person in the whole Pallidas empire which gives him the right to be emperor under the law of the Empire but my father does not want it. When asked why he said something that I thought was only said in my old world which was.

“ absolute power corrupts absolutely” [Father]

So like his father and their fathers and mothers he became the prime minister of war otherwise known as the the “nobles guillotine” because as prime minister of war he can kill any noble that has become corrupt even the emperor.

To ensure that the family stays uncorrupted family law states that any one that gives into power and greed is to be killed immediately.

“We are not loyal to the crown we are loyal only to the country and it's people.” Is the family motto that is brain branded into us since young. Many ambitious youths of the family have been killed because they looked down on the commoners and started acting like as the family likes to call them gilded trash of the capital. In fact our family almost wiped out all those “noble” houses for the way they treated the commoners, until they finally relented and stop treating them like slaves. Now they treat them with a tolerable am out of disdain. But as you guessed it those of the family must treat them as equals, this is because we came from a family of farmers. We do this to not disgrace our forefathers and mothers who struggled to get use where we are.

My idiot of a brother forgot this, because he spent most of his time in the capital with all the other nobles sons, there he slowly turned into one of them. And so in accordance with family law my father killed him. It would have been different if he was young as he could have been taught but this all happened when he was eighteen, and as they say you can't teach an old dog new tricks.

I've also what it means to be strong in this world, in simplest of terms it's everything to do with the word power. If you have an abundance of knowledge you are strong, if you have tons of money and you have the power to protect it you are strong, and the most obvious is if you are skilled in combat you are strong.

Knowing all this I wanted to been seen as strong as soon as possible and knowing that no assassin would ever come for me as my father would kill everyone In the capital just to get the culprit. How do I know this? Because he actually almost did it when some noble woman sent assassins after my mom because she was “unworthy” as a commoner but unlucky for her she was sold out by not only the assassin but her family before any attempt was made that's how feared my father is. Because of that incident that resulted in the woman's death and the breaking of multiple nobles arms and legs just to make a point no one dares send assassins to our home.

Knowing all this I said my very first words at the tender age of 7 months and at age 1 I used magic…. Well used is a very loose term as I only succeeded in making a small mana push and passed out shortly after.

With all this coming from a less 1 and a half year old baby, least to say my parents were ecstatic that this child wouldn't be trash. But I regretted my haste action shortly afterwards, because my father was hell bent on making sure I would not grow up like my brother instead of praise I received training. My first “toy” was a wooden dagger that I would train with from morning till noon. Then it was general education I opted out of math because what modern day person can't do simple multiplication hell I even taught the teacher algebra and geometry. That was also a mistake because I was then made to look over the houses finances to check if the math added up. I can see why there's a such thing as an evil genius with all the pressure coming from people you would want to blow some stuff up.

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And if you're thinking why don't you hide your genius well I can't because I hate doing things I don't need to like going to math class when I can do college algebra. This also went with reading class which I opted out off. The only classes I enjoyed were my dagger training and tactics. I started using sambo, Krav Maga, and pak silat in my fighting style and with it came you guessed it more fucking training. I wasn't beating grown men in my training but I was showing so much promise that my father up my training time.

In my tactics class I was schooling my teachers with the teachings of Hannibal, Sun Tzu, and Alexander the great, of the old world and the advance tactics of modern war I was unstoppable in Theory. That was until my father came and destroyed all my hopes and dreams of having a perfect record.

The man was a monster in the field of tactics. He set up plans and counterplans so even if his main force is destroyed he would still be able to beat me. He even started using my own tactics against me. He adopted my mages as artillery and the use of tactical retreats to put me in a kill box that he set up at the beginning! I'll beat him one day. I swear it!

But enough about the past let's talk about the present. Right now we are just out side of the capital. We were going to the capital to meet the emperor and his family. Oh did I forget to mention the most important part after what happened with my brother my father moved the family back to one of our territories in the north. The fucking Freezing north where if you're a wimp the environment forges you into a badass. The reason you may ask “To get our youth away from the filth in the capital” as my father said.

It was so bad that people forgot what the color green looked like. I know I almost did and when I saw the first patch of green grass I jumped out of the moving carriage and started kiss the grass repeating “ I love you grass please don't leave me, don't let me go back to the freezing north.”

My father scolded me something terrible I'm still shaking but I regret nothing! “Viva la grass!”

We finally made it to the gate we could have used our status to get to the front , but you how my family is everyone is equally important and if you beg to differ three feet of iron will change your mind.

“ Prime Minister Herba it is a pleasure to see you this evening. Please excuse my rudeness as I have to ask, but what business do you have in the capital”;[Guard1]

the guard is sweating buckets as he ask my father what his business is. If it wasn't for my father's making mandatory that the guards must thoroughly check everyone that enters the capital the guard wouldn't even have stopped us.

“ Oh no problem at all we are just going to meet the emperor and his family and introduce little Charlotte to the princess so they can be friends” [ Father ] my father replies with a smile.

Soon after everything was checked and cataloged we enter the capital. The capital looked like a mix of western Gothic and Roman architect. Even to me from the modern world this is simply breath taking.

Thirty minutes latter we reach the castle. The only thing I can say is Damn! The size and style makes the Palace of Versailles look like a shack. It had columns that reached 40 meters in the air with platforms on top of those columns with different castles on top of them. It made the whole thing loom like a floating city instead of a castle.

I asked my father if it was safe to have the platforms in the air like that couldn't enemies just destroy the columns. What he told me that many have tried. Apparently one time an army made it inside the capital, and fired high grade magic at them for two whole months and the columns didn't even shake. Instead what happened blew my mind all the mana that was fired at the columns blasted out wiping out that entire army.

It seems that the columns absorb mana to use as a weapon incase of attack. Interesting I wonder if high grade explosives can level the place I'll keep that in mind if I ever want to take over.

Hmm it seems we made it inside the castle while I was thinking dangerous thoughts. Well let go see the emperor.