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Bastard prince chronicles

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Chapter 1 - 2 deaths

See, I'm not that creative of a person. So, of course I'm gonna begin a novel at a scene of a truck accident. I'm a nice guy. I'll gladly allow you to spam the paragraph comments with truck-kun memes. 

A fatas--, *cough, I mean, 'a big boned person' was lying on a road, surrounded by a pool of his own blood, cursing his own terrible luck. "Damn it, I knew I shouldn't have broken my 'don't get out of my home streak that I had going on for 3 years.' Wait a second. Am I about to be isekai'd. Lord, please let me be isekai'd." 

Ah yes, what amazing last words. And with that, he moved on to his next life. 

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And it seemed, lord heard him. He got isekai'd. Just not the way one would like to be. 

~6 hours later~ 

Dead. Dead once again. For anyone wondering, that was the status of our big boned friend who we saw being blessed by touch of truck-kun a few moments earlier. Now, you're probably confused as to how things ended up like this. For this, let's go back in time a little bit. 

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The once dead man was happy. Why wouldn't he be? God granted his wish. When he opened his eyes, he didn't see the ceiling of a hospital, clouds of heaven, nor the fires of hell. He was seeing the world through the eyes of someone else as he woke up in a beautiful and spacious room. And looking at the clothes he was wearing, it was clear that he was the young master of some place. 

He then looked outside the window of his room and immediately noticed what place it was. Atsolaes, the world of one of his favorite mangas. He then paled as soon as he realized something. Atsolaes, yeah, not really a peaceful place, in fact, it was one of the more violent worlds, even among mangas. The reason? The manga covers a civil war lasting for more than 200 years. 

The once happy man was now terrified. As the man was contemplating how he could save himself from his impending doom, a knock was heard on his door. "Young master, it's me, Albert." 

From the way he introduced himself and his tone, the 'Young master' assumed he was a butler of some sort. "Come in." He spoke. 

As he said that, through the door entered a middle-aged man wearing butler clothes. He gave a slight bow and said, "Young master, breakfast is ready. Please get ready and come down quickly. We have to go to Lord Lanark's estate today. We mustn't delay our move too much." 

All the young master got from that was that they were going to some noble's place and that the butler was telling him to get dressed. "Alright, I'll be down in moment." He remembered something and added. "By the way, what year is it?" 

Albert got confused. 'It's possible to not know what day or month it is. But this fatass is really asking me what year it is?' 

 Nevertheless, he answered the question. "It is the year 33,333,303, young master." 

The fatass sighed in relief, as far as he knew, all the violence started in the year in 33,333,333. So, 30 years later. That was plenty of time to find out how to save his ass. 

 

2 hours later, the fatass was standing in front of a carriage. In front of him, were a man and woman, both with blond hair, and both seemed to be middle aged. They perfectly fit the role of 2 nobles you could find in any fantasy noble. The lady was crying, muttering something about her precious baby not having to go out with only 10 guards, while the man was telling him to be careful on the road. 

The fatass nodded, and after bidding them farewell, got on the carriage and the carriage started moving. 

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~15 minutes before the 2nd death scene~ 

"Hey, how much longer till we reach the place?" The young master looked out of the carriage and asked. 

"Just a few more minutes, young master." A guard said. 

The young master nodded and put his head back into the carriage. However, a few moments later, the carriage suddenly stopped moving. The young master looked outside and the scene he saw horrified him. What he saw outside was all the guards lying down on the ground with blood flowing from their heads and an arrow in each of their heads. 

He immediately looked to the space where the carriage driver was supposed to be and horrified to find the man in the same state. 

Just then, he heard a voice and immediately hid by crouching down under the seats of the carriage. 

"Oh, seems like the motherfucker didn't lie. Really though, arrows that even a master class warrior can't sense. He made a pretty useful thing this time around. They're all dead, guys. You can come out now." A childlike voice rang out. 

"Man, that was scary as fuck. If that guy's invention gave out at the last moment, we would all be dead." Another voice rang, this time it sounded like it belonged to a teenager. 

"Well, Billy almost missed his shot, even if the product was perfect, it was almost a failure cause of him." Another voice was heard. 

"Shut the fuck up, you asshole. I had the hardest shot." 'Billie' growled. 

"I bet even you don't believe that. Az had the hardest shot and he hit it without any problem." The other voice replied. 

"Yeah? It was harder than yours, wasn't it? And let's not act like it wasn't a lucky shot." Billy snapped back 

"Oi, both of you shut up. Ya'll might attract some trouble." The childlike voice from earlier sound out again. 

"But Az, he---". Billy started. 

"I don't give a fuck." 'Az' said. 

Billy shut his mouth. 

While all this was going on outside, the young master was cowering in fear under the carriage's seat. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his abdomen. Then, he felt a small hand grab his leg and pull him out from below the seat. 

As he looked up, he saw a face that belonged to a child around 8 or 9 years old.

He had red hair reaching his shoulders and beautiful hunter blue eyes. The baby fat around his face made him look like the cutest child in the world and anyone with eyes would be able to see that this child would grow up to be a lady-killer.

But the young master couldn't really focus on his future lady-killer type features as a chilly voice came out of the 'cute' child's face." You didn't think that you could somehow escape, did you?" 

The child had an angelic voice and a beautiful smile as he said so. But the young master felt as if he was looking at the devil himself." P-Please don't kill me. My father is a lord. He can grant you anything you want."

 

The child sighed." See man, if I let you go back to your father without a carriage and with all the guards being killed by us, wouldn't your daddy try to take my life before giving me anything." 

"P-Please. I can tell him that the guards were traitors who tried to kill me and that you guys saved me from them." The young master said. 

"That's quite a tempting offer." The child commented with a grin.

"T-Then---"Before he could finish, the young master's head flew off of his neck. 

"Unfortunately, I'm a deeply mistrusting person. What did Bryson say that Gina told him again. Ah, yes. 'It's not you, it's me.'" 

As he said that, the boy started to search for things inside the carriage. "Seems we're rich, boys. There's enough for everyone and they mama to last for at least a year in this carriage." He shouted out. 

Just as he was about to step out of the carriage, he saw something lying beside the young master's body that he was confident wasn't there before. It was a book. He frowned and picked it up, wondering if his mind was playing tricks on him as he was confident the book wasn't there before. 'Evil Knights'. That seemed to be the name of the book. When he read the summary, he found that the book was about a civil war in Atsolaes whose purpose was to dethrone the current king. 

The boy snorted, a son of a noble having this kind of book with him. If the king found out about this, the king would probably murder him and his entire family. He also noted that the last pages of the book were missing, not having the conclusion of the story in it. 

He decided to take the book with him. As he walked out of the carriage, a black-haired teenage boy who looked about 18 years old seemed to notice the book in his hand." Hey, Az. What's that book in your hands?" 

Az looked at him and said simply," Why does it matter anyway? You can't read anyway. There are 13 of us, right? There's 350 gold coins inside. Give exactly 20 to everyone and use the remaining 12 to hire some motherfuckers to put the blame for this on somebody else. By the way, how many coins did the guards have?" 

"A total of 154 silver coins. But do we really have to spend all 12 coins like that?" The teenage boy replied. 

"Not really. But it will make them more likely to work with us again. Also, 154 silver, right?" The child grinned." Let's have a fucking party, yeah?" 

 ....To be continued 

A/N: Sup, my fellas. I'm a new writer. So, have some mercy while roasting me in the comments. Also a few things bout my story: 

So, my mc is gonna be a really narcissistic and prideful motherfucker. Also, he is an asshole who is gonna trash talk someone as soon as he gets the chance. Don't worry though. He won't be too prideful, and his narcissism will just be an element for comedy. Don't know if that's gonna be a problem for you, but heads up. 

So, the harem isn't gonna be less than 5 and I don't know how big it will be. I at least promise you that each harem member will get enough focus. So, if you feel like 5 is too much, that's your cue to leave. If you want power settings and character designs, it will probably be in the aux within 24 hours from the release of this chapter. I'll try to upload as consistently as possible, but I'm a student so sometimes it might be a problem sometimes. 

 

Aight, that's enough for today folks. I'll see y'all next chapter. Peace out, ya mother--, I mean my lovely readers. (Psst.. Gimme them power stones)