the life of a king

Death comes to all, no one is truly immortal they just live long-a wise man

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Akilleus pov

I have grown a lot in these previous years, and I feel stronger than my previous self despite being younger. I feel powerful

I am now 8 years old.

After I reached 5 years, I started my education. I will be educated until I am 16. In this world, people are considered adults by the age of 16, they get married and participate in war by this age.

And I also made a great discovery, this world has magic. The humans in this world live longer than the ones in my past life; they are faster, stronger, smarter and better.

My father can rip apart trees and throw them like they are sticks; the weapons are upgraded, too. Arrows can be filled with magic by chanting spells and they unleash devastating destruction.

I was born strong in this life too due to my father's genes. And I look good too, I have black hair and beautiful silver eyes with age I will look more handsome.

There is also how I was born, due to my father being infertile, they didn't have children, so I was artificially implanted into a container filled with liquids that make it feel like I was in an artificial womb.

Due to my mother giving her blood, I had her genes too. I was born with both of their genes, which is interesting. I was taught about the common sense of this world and the alphabet.

The language I was taught is named the language of the gods, only known to royals. There was the common tongue known by peasants, the Picas, which is an invader language of those beyond this land; the barbarians speak it. It is known only to a few people.

I will be taught history and the art of fighting this year, these three years tho I had fun, I got to know my brothers, they were respectful and obedient to me as the law of this world dictates the eldest gets the throne.

So I was pretty respected by them and I also got to play with animals. I feed the deer every day and ride horses. Horses were an important part of this world, on them we ride and fight wars and conquer land.

My brothers and I raced every day to the fields with our horses. We were practically the same age, but I was born ahead of time and stronger than them.

My mother and father were lovely people; they never said no to me. I will have my own magical weapon when I reach 12 years, and I am waiting for that. I don't know what weapon I will be given.

We were taught archery from a young age, so I was proficient in it. I had the strength to lift a giant boulder, but my proficiency in magic was too low.

Magic needed magic energy, which was low in me. Using magic in arrows needed creation energy, which I had in abundance. Then, there was chaos energy, which was present in sages and gods.

Chaos energy is used to curse and bless creatures. But there were also artefacts. They were made with chaos energy and allowed mortals to use it.

So my weapon was going to be an artefact and creation energy, I was quite skilled at fighting with a stick. Time moves slowly when I fight with a stick or my hands, I feel like I could defeat everyone with that alone, but arrogance is not good.

Back to the present, I stepped down from my horse and moved towards the palace. It was a big place, but I didn't need to move to any other place except the throne room.

I moved at a slow pace and reached my destination. I sat in my chair as usual, as the crown prince, I had to learn politics and gather favour of the nobles, which involved interacting with them daily about their affairs and how things were with them.

It was the same day as usual until a woman in white clothes and no mark of marriage entered the room, judging by appearance, she was beautiful but her face was filled with sorrow, unlike her my mother always wore a sweet smile.

Seeing her, my father's eyes showed shock, and his mouth trembled as he went to hug her. Why? I was shocked she must either be a saint or a widow. Who is she?

As I was wondering, my father answered my question without me asking, "How are you, dear sister in law? Shyla, it's been a long time since I last saw you. Where is my brother?? Why are you sad?"

To which the woman's sorrow grew as she closed her mouth and replied

"great emperor of nara, my husband the previous emperor palus has died after he was cursed by a sage named caratol my dear sister the second wife of the late emperor died too with the sorrow of the passing of my late husband she commited suicide and with no one to support us i ask you oh great emperor to take me and my children under your protection"

To this, I was shocked, my father's brother died? How and why? My father too was shocked like me

Then, from behind the woman, 3 children who were approximately my age came and hugged the woman who would be my aunt; they were bright and brilliant-looking, too bright.

She said "These are my dear children, the eldest one is Ardni born from me the other two are Namues and Sameues born from my sister the princess of Kadr, Kadri"

Looking at their sorrowful state, I felt pity for them, my father did too, I was sure of it. Looking at my father, as soon as he heard everything, he started crying too.

Did my father like his brother?

He then asked, "Where is his body?" My aunt pointed towards a box on the other side carried by servants.

My father ordered to open it and when he saw his dead brother, he hugged him. In the room, the grand sire too started crying and went to hug the dead.

"We should start his final rites and free him from his worldly bonds", said the grand sire, and my father nodded.

And as I was questioning whether a dead person's body should be respected. But my father's words came to my mind.

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Flashback

I was playing in the garden with my siblings, as I threw stones at a tree out of boredom while my siblings were playing in the lake and swimming in it.

As I threw stones, I was not in thought, and then I saw a sparrow fall from the tree; it was dead. Hit by my stone, it died and fell to the ground.

I was scared. Was I a bad person? I felt sorry for the bird and felt I had committed a grave mistake, then as I was panicking about what to do, my father entered the garden.

Crying, I went to him and asked what I should do. He hugged me and patted my head and said, "Let's give it its final respect. You are still young until the age of 16 any sin you commit will be considered a mistake you just need to make up for it"

"What do you mean?" I asked

He smiled and replied "In nature dying is natural, all beings whether they are mortal or not die in the end. So when they die nature uses their body to help new life, This is the natural way of life" he paused and said

"When you die, your body is buried or burned. If your body is buried the insects feed on your body and sustain themselves, the soil uses your body to grow plants and these plants are eaten by herbivorous animals and these herbivorous animals are eaten by carnivores This is the cycle of life"

"Some people burn their bodies because fire is the purest thing in this universe and when all things end the only thing left will be ashes, Out of these ashes a new universe is born so like that they will attain new life in another form"

"We should respect the dead and wish them a warm farewell, hating a dead person isn't right, we should appreciate everyone and everything for the life they lived and suffering they endured, because even god born in this world endures suffering".

"You don't need to cry for a dead person because they will achieve a good life in the next birth for their good life. But you can respect them for how they lived, the death of a loved person hits different because they left you forever so it's the crying for their departure tho it is good like ur loved one leaving you for a new place it's okay to cry"

And then with my father, I buried the dead sparrow and hoped in the next life it would be happy. I found its nest and took care of its children with my siblings

End flashback

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"Let's hold the previous emperor's final rites", I said warmly while hugging my father and agreed and tommorow are the final rites of palus

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