In the world of Rasch, in the highest level of the world's atmosphere, several islands floated.
On those islands, there were countless ancient buildings, glistening water flowed across the islands as it ran off the sides of the islands, creating a pure white mist.
On the largest island there was a palace, the palace consisted of two rooms under one roof, and several smaller buildings scattered around it.
Around the vicinity of the palace, the rest of the island was surrounded by verdant trees and sparkling rivers and lakes, in the center, right behind the palace laid a towering mountain.
In a large room of the palace, there was a crystal clear, blue mirror.
The blue mirror rippled as a man came out of it, he was wearing dark robes and had a devilish aura around him.
After coming out, he looked around with disgust on his face as he spat towards the ground, "Filthy mortal world!"
Hearing him, a door on the side of the room opened as a servant in plain servant clothes came into the room, nervously, the servant approached the man.
"Prince, the master is waiting for you in the reception room"
Bowing, the servant spoke as she wiped sweat off of her face.
"Really?"
The man spoke as he sneered slightly, looking at the girl, his eyes flashed with a greedy look, "Oho! Even though the mortal world is filthy, the women, are really not that bad!"
Hearing this the servant trembled as her face paled.
All she felt was fear and disgust, when it comes down to the prince, for her, a lowly servant, no one would care if he snatched her up to play with.
Also, the prince, was the most lecherous man she has ever met.
The last time he visited the master, he kidnapped 30 serving girls, they were never heard from again.
Why wouldn't she be afraid?
The prince approached her as he caressed her face while he looked at her increasingly pale face, he smirked.
He really liked the timid ones, torturing them is the best because they scream the most, although, the ice-cold beauties are nice too, conquering them makes one feel like a god.
As he was caressing the girl's face, another door in the room opened as a middle aged man walked in, "Prince!"
Hearing the man's shout, the prince stopped messing with the girl as he looked at the man, "High eldest brother, have you heard the latest new about the throne?"
The prince mocked as he looked at the man, "Since the crown prince got exiled, we have to decide on the next successor. It's either me or our little sister, she's too young, so I have no competition, haha!"
The man's face twitched when the exile was mentioned, he glared at the prince as he grabbed his wrist and dragged him to the reception room.
The prince struggled as he cursed repeatedly, but no matter how much he kicked and punched, he couldn't break out of the vice grip of the man.
The girl took a deep breath as she looked at the man with a thankful expression, "Master is really the best.."
In the reception room, the man was trimming a bonsai as the prince was complaining as he gritted his teeth in anger.
"That d*mn brat! How dare he destroy the tribulation clouds!"
Venting, the prince's fists clenched until they turned white, a vein throbbed on his head as he smashed his fist onto the table, spilling tea.
The man smiled as if he was enjoying the prince's anger, finished trimming the bonsai, the man sat down across from the prince as he stared at the prince with an expression of one enjoying seeing others suffer.
"What "brat" are you talking about?"
The man looked at the prince with mocking eyes, 'Hehehe, it looks like he got played with by a brat? This seems interesting, hehehe!"
The prince then proceeded to explain to the man what happened…..
Later after the prince left in anger, the man looked out the window, and watched the sea of clouds outside as he thought of what the prince said, "Interesting boy, too bad he made enemies with the little prince.. Maybe I should help him??"
Narrowing his eyes, the man sipped his tea.