*If I ever had a chance, I would be a King! Whatever it was or whatever it may be! I don't know if I'll be good or bad but I swear I will do anything if ever had a chance!!*
In the park, near the seven demon statues. Crocus Phereon was lying on the ground, covered with white ash that smells like burnt flesh.
*I won't be an apathetic boy in love, a failed undergraduate college Information technology student, a no-career individual and a loser again! Next time I will do anything to become the person I want to be!*
"Who is this? Why does it feel like it was me?"
Said Crocus, while looking at the sky. His body felt like he was beaten down and every piece of his bone was destroyed.
*Sacrifice everything! To the new me... If there are other worlds... I hope when you or you ever hear this... I hope you honor my words! I, Ashtaroth Crocus will be a King someday! No matter what happens!*
"Another me!? My past life memories? Planet earth!?"
