I Became the First Prince

A long time ago, before the world was still united, a dawn cut off the darkness that covered the world.

The great darkness that was cut off by the light was scattered all over the world, but some of them survived as part of the shadows that make up the world.

The shadow of the day was only close to the art of moving with instinct.

The first emotion the shadow felt was a blunder.

Fortunately, there were enough things in the world to fill a hungry ship.

The shadow didn't even know what it was and ate it as it stood.

When I filled up my heartbreak, I saw a change.

Flattery.

The shadow that rushed to fill the breach made him realize the identity of the form he had eaten for the first time.

And also the fact that the darkness that it was so powerful left a mark on this world.

It was a moment when the shadows were as weak as the artifacts.

Its power has also become so strong that it is not comparable to the first time.

The shadow begins to fill the ship again.

Among the things I ate, there were many other things besides the screams I had eaten all the time.

Anger and hatred.

Greed and timing.

Eating all kinds of things, the shadows grew clever.

The shadow was no longer an artifact filling the ship as it stood.

Shadows had the means to distinguish between quality food and intelligence to eat and enjoy it.

Shadows become more and more ruthless and greedy as they fill their boats.

It has also become bold.

Shadows no longer hide and hunt.

I revealed myself and ate all the things I felt like hunting.

Blood and flesh. All of those souls.

How good it tastes, the shadow has forgotten one important fact.

We know that the dawn that extinguished the darkness that was formidable still lingers in this world.

When I realized that, the dawn was already near my nose.

The power and power that shadows have accumulated in the presence of glorious light has been so insignificant.

I'm going to tear myself apart.

The shadow felt a feeling of fear for the first time in vivid pain.

So I ran away and barely made it out of place.

But fear did not go away.

Shadows had to remain anxious all the time because they did not know when the dawn would come again.

Time has passed.

The fear of extinction, which seemed unforgettable, faded again.

The hunt has started again.

The shadow of extinction became more cunning and more covert than ever before.

Instead of drastically eating the hunt, I ate the soul of the metallurgical hunt.

Then, at some point, I naturally gained new abilities.

The ability to steal others' lives by eating their souls and taking away the rest of their flesh, the shadow called it extortion.

The shadow uses the power of extortion to hide in the herd.

I slowly devoured the soul of the most deprived of the herd and ended it.

During the life of others, the shadows became a better understanding of the senses of hunting.

And I realized one interesting fact.

I know that the hunters are afraid and jealous of dawn.

Precisely what the hunters were afraid of and jealous of was the great power of dawn.

It was really silly.

Dawn cares about them and loves them, but only they didn't know it.

In the shadow's head, a cruel plot came to mind.

Shadows began to raise herds.

Those who were hostile sold their lives and drove them out. Those who were not worthy of the dogs robbed them of their lives.

So when most of the prey that survived the darkness finally left him like a king.

I stepped into full action.

Revenge was not difficult.

It was enough that the hunting senses encouraged fear and feelings of timing.

It was only that people feared and hated the adversaries whose dawn threatened them.

I didn't even have to rush it, but I even started attacking dawn in groups.

The dawn chose to retreat instead of fighting them.

It was silly.

I can't believe you're running away from petty people with a powerful ability to stand in this world.

The shadow laughs at dawn.

On the other hand, I moved the hunting grounds and drove the dawn further into the palace.

There's nowhere else to retreat, no more running.

So I was able to drive the dawn to the end of the world.

The petty threw stones at dawn.

Those who once resisted the mighty darkness with the dawn plunged a rhyme into the dawn.

The whole world poured out hatred at dawn.

Blood splashed on the stoned head.

I became bloody with my colleague's rhyme.

The soul of dawn, which was hard in the face of world hatred, was torn and ragged.

Even so, the soul of dawn still shines brightly.

Shadows felt an intolerable blunder.

I had no more reason to hesitate.

Dawn was wounded and weaker than ever.

I could eat the glowing soul of dawn as soon as I could.

The shadow approaches quietly and digs into the body of dawn.

Resistance was extremely weak.

Dawn was so exhausted, defenseless.

That's how the shadow sits inside the dawn.

* *

The man who tried to wipe out the blood that was shed with the cough stretched his hands again.

The whole body was already bloody.

It couldn't have been better to come and wipe a little blood.

Instead of wiping out the blood, the man asked.

"Why?"

The answer was not heard.

"Why the hell...?"

The man held his voice again.

Looking at those who surround themselves with their eyes.

The snowy man stepped forward in one step.

I knew you would do it from the start! Well done, you son of a bitch! '

'I expected it, but I didn't think it would catch up so fast. Huh. Why are you dying when you broke the wall? Face up, you son of a bitch. I'm rather proud of you.'

Whenever he broke the wall, he was more pleased than anyone. He twisted his mouth and stared at him with his eyes full of hatred and timing.

"You should have been greedy. Do you really want me to share what it is?"

"Because of that power?"

When the man asks, as if he can't believe it, the face of the living creature is wrinkled like a devil.

"How powerful? That's not a big deal for you, is it? Then we should talk more."

Faced with those hateful eyes, the man was still desperate.

"I told you I'd let you know when the time came. I don't think it's complete yet."

"When the hell? When the hell did you end up in the yard?"

"I just need you to let the others know that the repairs aren't over..."

"Don't talk to me, Bundry. In fact, I had no intention of sharing it from the beginning."

I spit and kept my mouth shut.

A man who looked at Hahn in a daze turned his head with malice.

'As usual, you can't even dream. So let's take care of it.'

'Tsk. You're ruined again. But this time I want to go a little longer. I'm sorry? If you know you're sorry, buy yourself a drink. Ten lives will not be spared to fight like you.'

Whenever his sword and armor were broken in a violent battle, the dwarf, who had made the first sword he had captured, managed to avoid his eyes as he looked at him with a complex face.

The man looked at him again.

'I like you.'

Do you want to go to town with me when the war is over? If it were you, the people of our village would welcome us. '

While shy, the fairy who held his hand and whispered his love looked at him with an uneasy face like a petty stone.

On top of that.

"All of you, you're a monster."

After the war, the archer raises his bow, hovering like a mouthful, saying that he will do the orchard and taste the most delicious fruits in the world.

"Your thoughts and values are too dangerous. I've always been afraid of your walk because I don't even have that awareness."

The wizard, who listens to the stories of the whole world and says he wants to go sometime, quietly gathers the flashes on his hands.

"I'd rather not let him die. I wouldn't have lived so miserably."

A young soldier, who was always talking about writing your story in a book, grabbed the spear with one hand.

Those whom he loved and loved as his life, and those whom he regarded as family, gazed at him with fear and hatred.

"Ahhh..."

The man whispered and took a step back.

"Last time I asked. You still don't want to give me that power?"

Seeing such a man, he said,

The man didn't answer.

I was just standing there with my head down.

"Well, I didn't want to."

One time, the man with his tongue lifted up a huge sword and aimed at the man.

Qaaaaaaaah.

A tremendous force flowed out of the body of the living.

That was the beginning.

In the body of those who surrounded the man, a strong energy arose from it.

I looked back and opened my mouth with one step forward.

"Stop dying..."

"... you know."

"What?"

I frowned at the voice of a weak man.

"You guys!"

The man shook his head.

"You brought me here!"

The man who raised his head was wrinkled as his face was wrinkled.

"I didn't even want to! You guys brought me in alive and well! All the power you're afraid of is the same as what you gave me!"

The world began to shake at the shrieks of the corpse.

At the same time, as if it were covering the whole world, a tremendous force blossomed.

It was a strong presence that was not even comparable to that of those surrounding the Mane Mane.

"I'd rather do this!"

The man howled.

"I'd rather!"

The roaring voice became more frequent.

"... rather."

And I felt like I was blurring.

"... you shouldn't have brought me here from the beginning."

The man fell in love, and snapped his head.

Broken and broken shoulders burst.

"Shoot!"

He cried out as if he was seizing.

Fresh!

The arrow of light fired by the archer shoots at the man.

The strikes made by the inhabitants fell over the head of the corpse.

The fairy sword sweeps the inner waist.

The lightning caused by the wizard thundered and wept.

A spear from a young soldier pierces the corpse's neck.

Lightning.

At that moment, the man raised his head again.

"Arghhhhhhhh!"

The monster burst out of the mouth of the corpse.

At the same time, a glorious light blossomed from his body.

The arrows fired by the archer are caught in the light and disappear without a trace. The stung of the beast bounced out with a great sound. The Nymph Sword is fine. It's shattered with the sound of it. The wizard's flashlight flickers. The young soldier's spear melts from the end.

The man lifted the sword.

The glorious clerk clumps at the tip of the corpse's sword.

Ooooooooooooooooo.

The sky cried.

Qaaaaah.

The ground turned upside down.

Up in the fluctuating world.

Qaaaaah.

A glorious light poured out.

Light swept through the whole world.

Warr.

With the heat, the world collapsed.

* *

"Uh-uh..."

Hahan shoots a furry ass bunny.

He looked down and said coldly.

"Not twice."

The man's gaze swept around.

Those facing dry eyes withdrew.

The man turned around.

Then I started walking towards something.

Walking through the ruins of a swarming field, wandering through thousands and tens of thousands of soldiers who surround themselves.

(chuckles)

The man who was moving on stopped walking.

There was a piercing sword on the chest of the corpse.

The man looked back.

The fairy, who faced that empty eye, stepped behind the dance.

The man turned around again.

Then he walked and disappeared beyond the horizon.

* *

The shadow watched over everything.

Eating up all the rage, groaning, and despair that dawn feels.

That was a delicacy no longer in the shadows.

Nevertheless, the shadows were not satisfied.

Dawn had the power to bring down the whole world.

He was also able to make the people who betrayed him overflow.

But dawn swallowed all that rage inside.

Instead of burning the world, I chose to leave on my own.

I didn't know what the dawn was thinking because it was already a shadow.

Dawn still loved them even when this happened.

I pitied the man who coveted his power and forgave the fairy who put a knife in my back. I also understood the wizard who brought himself into this world. I felt rather sorry for the archers and soldiers.

It was an incomprehensible emotion as a shadow and an idea I didn't want to understand.

I didn't like it.

Shadows made me feel uncomfortable somehow.

I was so mad at the awkwardness of dawn that I could only be foolish and give it back.

It could not be known whether it was assimilated to the feelings of dawn by taking too deep a place in his soul at such a short moment, or whether he was merely dumbfounded by the good conduct of dawn that he did not like in essence.

It wasn't important in the first place.

They'll pay for it anyway. Shadows will make it that way.

The shadow whispered to the dawn.

I confronted a great darkness for the world, and this is what I came back for.

Look at you now, fighting for your life for the helpless.

If the world doesn't pay you, you can pay for it yourself.

I constantly whispered and awakened the fury of falling asleep in one corner of my heart at dawn.

That took a long time.

The spirit of dawn remained firm even when it became an all-new spear, and rarely went beyond his temptation.

Shadows continue to shake the dawn without giving up.

The spirit of dawn, which was firm, slowly began to crack.

Dawn notices the presence of darkness within her.

The darkness continues to grow, and I also realize that one day I will swallow myself.

In addition, the fact that he will always be consumed by anger and hatred will destroy this world.

The dawn isolated itself at the northern end of the blizzard world.

And there he fought against the darkness that sprung within him.

But it was a fight that had already been settled.

The dawn was already in deep despair due to the betrayal of the dearest.

He was too tired to resist the shadows that had grown up in the past hour.

The body that was stabbed by the sword of the poisonous fairy was also rotting inside.

Now it was only a matter of time before the dream of the shadows came true.

I certainly did. I did.

It wasn't.

"You are the last remaining darkness in the world."

Dawn knew exactly who the darkness was within her.

I didn't know when the hell I'd noticed.

If there was anything I could tell, it was the fact that the dawn was pulling the darkness out of my body and trying to finish everything.

Hey, wait!

Later, the shadow realized that.

But the dawn did not hesitate.

(chuckles)

One day the fairy picked up the sword that stabbed me in the back and shoved it into my heart.

* *

Uxin.

My heart grew, and I ran up.

The Emperor, who was locked in contemplation, frowned infrequently about how the pain was clear.

It was a long time after that that pain disappeared.

The Emperor raised his head more than slipped my chest and looked somewhere far away.

I recited it with a small mouth.

Morning comes between the torn darkness of dawn

A myth that no one remembers anymore, only he remembers.

In the glorious sunshine, Erasmus became without question

A song left by a broken man in this world,

There is no place to stay at night or day

The last recitation of an article that was used, betrayed, and died lonely in a place no one knew, "Dawn just drifts across its boundaries."

I've seen the first Muhunshi.