Qjiro Konoke was the definition of indulgence. Money, women, parties — he had it all.
This night was no different. A half-dressed girl was adjusting her clothes in the mirror of his luxurious penthouse apartment. The place shimmered — black marble floors, neon lights, wine bottles scattered across the glass table. The city glittered beneath the window, just like his ego.
The girl smiled slyly as she left. Qjiro poured himself another drink and lit a cigarette, shirtless, lounging on a golden couch.
Then the door slammed open.
A girl in a wedding dress stood in the doorway, trembling with rage.
"Today was our wedding day, Qjiro!!" she screamed. "And you were screwing someone else?!"
He didn't even flinch. "Sweetheart, I already told you—I don't believe in marriage. You were the one who forced this love drama on me."
Tears welled up in her eyes. "You don't believe in love. You just see women as your personal toys."
He shrugged and took a sip of wine. "Life's short. You should try enjoying it. I wouldn't mind if you slept with other guys. I'm not that jealous."
Her eyes blazed. "You bastard. You'll never get the things you want most. I curse you—curse you to live a life filled with everything you hate, and never get the one thing you crave the most!"
Then she turned and ran, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Qjiro scoffed, leaned back, and raised his glass.
"Drama queen," he muttered.
Then his vision blurred.
The wineglass slipped from his fingers.
His chest burned.
He gasped.
The poison took hold.
And darkness swallowed him whole.
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Rebirth
Light.
Pain.
Screaming?
Qjiro blinked.
He couldn't move. He was surrounded by warm, sticky... liquid?
A wrinkled old woman was holding him upside down.
Wait.
Was he a newborn baby?!
"Congratulations, Your Majesty," the old woman said. "It's a prince."
A towering man in golden armor stepped forward, his white beard glinting like snow.
He held the baby in his arms and smiled proudly. "He shall be named Ryu Drakheart."
Qjiro — no, Ryu now — panicked internally.
What the hell is this?! Am I actually reborn?!
No way I'm starting life over! I'm a freaking baby!!
But something even more disturbing caught his attention — the Queen, a young and elegant woman in a lavender royal gown, stepped forward to hold him. She was beautiful. Divine.
And as she prepared to breastfeed him...
Ryu's perverted adult soul awakened.
Heh... maybe this isn't so bad—
BOOOOOM!!!
The ceiling exploded above them. Fire rained down. Guards screamed.
A figure descended, cloaked in shadows and magic.
Chaos erupted in the royal chamber.
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To Be Continued...