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Chapter 1: Why me!

I was looking at myself in the mirror, in a luxurious bathroom in the imperial palace of the Falmart empire. At this time I was four years old, a blond boy, a little big compared to others of my age.

"This can't be happening..."

I wanted to cry, just a few minutes ago I had remembered my past life and how I died, hitting me hard on the head with a wooden table due to being under the hyperactive influence of a total caffeine addict when I picked up the fork that fell on the floor.

But not only did I suffer because of the pathetic way my life ended, but because I remembered that this boy I reincarnated is, Crown Prince Zorzal El Caesar!

"I'm screwed!" I exclaimed taking my hands to my head.

"Why?! Why of all did it have to be him?!"

I ran out of the bathroom to get into my bed and cover myself completely.

"No, wait, im not lost yet, I know what is going to happen! I just shouldn't be an asshole and I'm not going to die, right? Yes, that would be the easiest way, even if in the end the empire becomes a democracy I have a lot of money... money."

My neurons started working again.

"That money was not mine!, it's the empire's money!, plus it will be greatly reduced by paying the Japanese war reparations."

"... Do not! I can't match up against the J...What's-his-name either! I must stay calm, enjoying my position as a prince while it lasts and let everything take its course... Being a puppet of the Japanese is not so bad If that's what I'm going to do..." But then another idea popped into my head.

"... What if the Gate doesn't lead to Japan?" I said to myself remembering all the fics I read about this anime.

"What would happen if the Nazis enter and start a racial extermination?... Or if in place of modern Japan enters Imperial Japan and we end up like the Koreans?" It may be silly to think that something from the fanfics will happen, but the fact that I have been reincarnated here tells me that it will not necessarily happen like in the anime or manga, in fact, it would be careless to trust that everything would be the same.

"Really, destiny hates me... There are thousands of ways to end up screwed." I said starting to cry and making myself a ball, afraid that the Starcraft swarm or some Warhammer faction would appear behind the door.

/

Several years had passed, now this little Zorzal was 9 years old. I was training with the sword, taking my training very seriously.

"I know this won't help me at all, but it doesn't hurt to know how to defend myself a little, considering the beating that that soldier girl had given him" I thought smiling, and then I shivered when I thought that if I mess it up It would be bad for me to receive that fury.

"Brother!" I heard the voice of a girl and I turned around, I saw how my sister Piña approached happily with a wood sword in her hand. "Let's train together!"

"Okay, if you manage to hit me I'll be your war horse!" I said laughing and putting myself on guard.

Playing with the little Piña helped me relax, it was what distracted me from the heavy education that royalty receives. History, geography, literature, physical Training. It's all very heavy for me, of course, I could choose to avoid what doesn't interest me... Like the real Zorzal! And that's why I don't avoid it and decided to study, otherwise I'd feel like I'm doing the same thing as that idiot.

My sister began to swing her sword, I blocked very easily. I just smiled when I saw her trying to hit me, I could see how her cheeks inflated in a pout, she looked very cute. Little by little she was getting frustrated.

Seeing thats she was already getting upset, subtly, and by subtle I mean extremely obvious to any adult watching, I let her pat my hand. "Oh no! I'm hurt! Once again I am defeated by the strongest princess in the world!" I said dramatically as I fell to my knees to complement the performance.

She without falling into my dramaturgical skills, jumping for joy at defeating me and laughing, climbed on my shoulders. !Get on my faithful steed! Let's go to the battlefield!" She said extending her wooden sword forward.

I got up and I started carrying my little sister all over the place , having fun chasing the servants as if we were a cavalry charge against the enemies, although we didn't hurt them, we just made them run... But various things like vases they fell to the ground.

"Brother! Look, there's Diabo!"

Piña pointed to my little brother Diabo, who was carrying some books on his arm.

"You mean to say that the enemy is there! Charge!"

I said starting to chase him between laughs, he just started running like a scared chick.

"Please not again!" exclaimed my brother fleeing.

"We are getting closer to him. Now we have to capture the enemy and make him our slave!"

Piña ordered and I ran faster so that with a free arm I catch him up and carry him to run with him.

"W-wah! Let go of me!"

He struggled to try to escape from my grasp, but Zorzal's body was naturally much stronger than his brothers.

"Now my faithful steed, let's take our new slave to our barracks!" She said, and I obeyed, taking both of them to Piña's room, and then going down to both of them.

"Why do I always have to be the slave?! My little brother Diabo complained.

"If you want to be the horse, go ahead, try to take Piña." I proposed.

My brother tried to do it, he couldn't lift it.

"Ugh! How is it that you weigh so much?" The little one complained, making the serious mistake of talking about the weight of a woman, for which he received a slap on the back of his neck.

"What do you mean by that?!" Pouting and coming off the poor kid's shoulders.

I could only laugh at the scene, so Diabo was left as the slave, to take revenge Piña ordered him to get on all fours to use his back as a chair and began to drink chamomile.

After my poor brother's punishment, we just started playing, running around. I never had younger siblings in my previous life, so this is a refreshing experience. Why did this idiot waste such a wonderful life just to have power?

After that, a servant enters the room.

"Young princes, your father the emperor calls you."

Nervous and gulping, the three of us went to the throne room, that magnificent room, my father was sitting on his throne, the three of them bowed.

"I found out that the three of you were causing problems in the hallway... again." He said in a solemn tone, every time I talked to him I felt that my life was in danger for some reason, which is strange, since there is no records of Molt severely punishing his children, even in my years here he hasn't done anything sadistic like the original Zorzal.

Maybe it's just anger, anger because he was the one who sent the attack through the gate, sent his allies to die, devastated and pillaged their own villages and enslaved thousands of people... And never got a proper punishment.

"Father..." Little Diabo was the first to speak. "I had nothing to do with this, they..."

"Did I give you permission to speak, Diabo?"

He coldly interrupted, making the boy remain silent, intimidated. The emperor sighed, then changed the subject.

"Zorzal, son, I heard that you are doing very well in fencing and horsemanship".

"That's right, father, also archery classes." I answered.

"I'm glad, you have what it takes to become a great warrior, I hope you serve as an inspiration for others." He said the latter referring to my brother, because of him Diabo developed a very large inferiority complex, god, if i could kill this stupid emperor i would, He disgust me more than Zorzal himself.

"It's an honor to hear you praise me like that, father." I said, bowing my head, repressing what I felt.

"You too Piña, I heard that you are doing well in your classes, I am pleased but... Practice with the sword and your games with your brothers are not appropriate for a young lady."

"But father! I want to be a knight!" She answered with puppy dog eyes.

"...Very well."

He said giving in to make a sigh, it seems that the fearsome emperor could not say no to the whims of his adorable daughter... Which I must recognize those points, although he did not take the dream of his daughter seriously, he never forbade her or tried to dissolve the Rose-Order of knights

"However, I didn't call them for that." And by saying that, he lost points again as a father, avoiding talking about Diabo despite the fact that he is practically a genius in his studies." I received a message... that my son , your older brother... He's dead."

"What, Katie is dead?!" Asked Piña and Diabo surprised, I wasn't surprised because I knew this was going to happen, but I pretended to be shocked.

My older brother, a prince who proved to be better than father in everything... It's not too hard to know that it was the wretched emperor who killed him, because he wants the next emperor to be an idiot whom he can manipulate... Katie's death caused Zorzal to start acting like an idiot and then think he's smarter than he is.

"Apparently, his carriage was ambushed by bandits... he died fighting, the empire is in mourning." He explained with a false tone of mourn.

This put me in danger... Being the next heir to the throne, I will be in the crosshairs of this son of a bitch, while looking at this father, only one thing crossed my mind...

"I'm going to kill you Molt... I'm going to give you the punishment you deserved, you were the cause of everything."

/

That's how the years went by, studying and playing with my brothers.

On my fourteenth birthday, a party had been held in my honor, music, banquet... And basically all the nobles of the empire who surrounded me to congratulate and flatter me, I felt suffocated and annoyed.

"I heard that the prince is a genius at math." When I don't know the multiplication table of 7 even in my previous life, besides my brother Diabo is better than me in everything that has to do with administration! But it seems that the emperor knows that and tries to make him go unnoticed. "The prince is a prodigy at swordsmanship." When my instructor gives in to not bother me. Those empty compliments went on and on all night. With all this I have doubts as to whether Zorzal was really born an idiot or if these guys turned him into one.

"Happy birthday brother!" Piña said congratulating me, which gave me a break from the whole theme of the nobles.

"Thanks Piña, I thought you would be training with your friends."

"Well, I wanted to ask you if you wanted to teach Bozes and Hamilton how to use a sword."

"Ouch! So my sister only comes to my party to ask me for favors." I said laughing slightly.

"Well, consider it as revenge for letting me win for all these years."

"Heh, I'm sorry~ but every time I didn't let you win you threw a tantrum."

"Hey! They weren't that often..." She said embarrassed. "By the way, have you seen our brother Diabo? I didn't see it anywhere."

"I'm sorry, but since that time when hardly anyone went to his birthday party, he refuses to attend any party..."

Of course, Molt never sent any emissary or invitation letter.

Before I can continue thinking about my brother, I hear a voice from a nobleman approaching me.

"Prince Zorzal, may the god Emroy bless you on your birthday." The one who suddenly spoke to me was Duke Canus Pisentius. A duke whose wealth comes from the buying and selling of slaves.

"Thank you very much duke, I'm glad to see you after so long, it's been a long time since you passed by the palace."

I answered politely, although I didn't like him or slavery, I had to keep a low profile when it came to these issues.

"Work has kept me very busy, besides I'm teaching my son the family business, you know." He answered pointing to his son who was at the snack table, he should have about twelve, black hair and quite thin, not because he was hungry but because his complexion was like that, he seemed to want to go unnoticed at this party... Me too.

"But right now I would like to give you your gift, one of my stock." Snapping his fingers, his servants left the room, only to re-enter moments later with a chained person, a woman to be more specific, with rather dark purple hair.

That girl, who must be almost my age maybe one or two years older, was in torn rags that hardly covered anything, she looked very scared and careless, it was not very difficult to see marks of blows and whips on her body while the servants attracted her to the center of the room, it could be seen that she had stopped for a few moments out of fear, which made the duke's servants pull the chain, causing her to almost fall to the ground, but which made her continue walking.

"I knew that the prince hadn't bought any slave yet, so I humbly give him one of my best products in stock." He said approaching the slave and lifting her chin, revealing her green eyes.

Seeing this gave me a murderous rage, I wanted to take a sword and behead him right there, unfortunately I couldn't kill a noble just for a slave that is no longer his, the others in the room didn't seem bothered by the scene, the only ones who they looked upset apart from me were my sister Piña, which was the first time she saw a real slave, te Duke's son also seem disgusted.

In order not to say something that puts me against the nobility, I decided to calm down, to think very well what I was going to say, I approached the girl, as if I was examining her.

"I can't just be progressive and say treat the slaves well, or even free them... or they will surely kill me like the other Caesar of the earth, if I show a similar stance to the reformists they will most likely replace me with one of my brothers, already being in my father's sights, the last thing I need is to have half the senate trying to kill me." I thought while I looked closer.

I reflected on what I was going to say without earning the hatred of most of the nobles.

"That this was your best product?"

"That's right, prince!" He answered proudly and smiling.

"Do you really think I'm going to believe that?" I said annoyed at his answer, I already had an idea of what he was going to say.

"P-Prince?"

"Do you want me to believe that this used rag is the best thing you have? That a hungry and injured dog is worthy of a prince?! No, that this is even worthy of a low-ranking noble?!"

"My lord, I don't know what to say..." He looked confused, as did several in the room.

"Don't you understand?!" Annoyed, I grabbed the girl's arm to show everyone the multiple marks. "Bruises, marks, visible ribs... If I wanted something like this, I'd go to the Sadera dark places and pay from the first whore I see. And for sure she would be in better condition than your Best Products!"

The duke looked more nervous, he seems to remember that he had never been to any slave market and that he did not understand how they were exposed, although of course I already knew what this was like.

"I am sorry if I offended you in any way, my lord, but this is how slaves are treated."

"Are you saying that all the nobles of birth here, that the best the empire has to offer, are more than satisfied to be together with someone as dirty as an animal?! What would be the difference if you go and enter the dirty shack of some commoners to rub shoulders with them with sleeping with... This?!"

The message he wanted to convey was simple, that having slaves so carelessly was not something worthy to be close to a nobleman, he was not trying to appeal to his morals, justice or something like that, but to his pride, apparently, it worked since when making the comparison with the commoners they began to consider my word, they began to think: "Hey... It makes sense why have slaves if they are in a worse condition than a commoner? If we can have the best and deserve the best."

"Tell me something, Duke. If you go to a dog breeder and ask for a hunting or war dog, and instead they give you one down to the bone, completely injured, with mange, and they would still charge you full price. What would you do?"

"Well... That's a scam, sir..."He said already quite nervous.

"Exactly... If you go to a breeder, it is because you are looking for a specific dog, with a specific purpose, otherwise you would simply adopt a stray dog... Now I would like to ask you... What is the purpose of this slave?" I asked seriously.

"The purpose... Is to satisfy the needs of your master, prince.

"You mean a sex slave... If that's the case, why is she so physically abused? If the intention is supposed to be that I want to fuck her, why doesn't she make her beautiful? Nice to look at?"

"I... I'm sorry, this won't happen again, please forgive me." The duke trembled, lowering his head, understanding why he was offended.

Although I wanted to kill him, he was still a very important earl, so I had no choice but to forgive him.

"Okay, duke, look up... Maybe in the future I'll go to your county to do some business." I was forced to give reconciliation with business a chance, enemies are the last thing I need.

"Yes, your highness!"

He said, bowing, relieved to have saved his neck. "Sir... what do I do with her?

Saying that, I looked back at the girl, she was looking at the ground, avoiding eye contact. Seeing her I couldn't help feeling remorse for the horrible things I said to her, I know that the most sensible thing would have been to simply accept the gift with a false smile, however I felt that I should release some of my accumulated anger, my second adolecense i guess?

"It's rude to refuse a gift." I said, beckoning a maid to come closer.

"Give her a hot bath, a decent meal and appropriate clothing, do everything you can to make her worthy of being in the presence of the Prince of the empire."

I ordered and the maid obeyed.

At that time I did not know, but thanks to what I said, little by little the nobles began to treat their slaves better, not because they saw that they were wrong or out of kindness, but to inflate their ego, making fun of those nobles who had his slaves in rags and hungry by telling them they slept with "mangy dogs", which also led to demands from slave traders for higher quality products than what they originally offered, which meant less whipping and more food and water.

These changes were not lost on Emperor Molt Sol Augustus, who had also heard his son's words at the party.