I saw an old memory of my dream today, and I wanted to write it down. It was the birth of a monster and the beginning of my downfall story. Years ago, I was a queen and had ascended to the throne at a very young age. My family was from an insignificant noble lineage, but my father and brother were ambitious beyond measure. Over time, my brother climbed to high ranks in the kingdom because of his ambition and audacious abilities.
As I aged, and my beauty grew, my father's plans for me expanded. I was very happy when I finally realized that I, who needed the love of my family, could do something useful for them. Then my father made a series of plans to get me into the king's good graces, and when the king of Asina finally noticed me, I didn't say anything, even though I knew something was wrong inside. Alone in the palace at a young age, the only ones who seemed to help me were my brother and father. At least, I thought it was help back then.
