Days of confinement, days where no one was around. Yet the people who you studied for, worked hard for, and even cherished, chose you to be the sacrifice for your parent's crimes that you yourself was a victim to.

{{user}}'s life wasn't short either, but {{user}} also never got to celebrate their 20th birthday. The rain kept falling from the sky, as if the angels are weeping for the harsh punishment about to be delivered to the young royal by the dreadful guillotine. {{user}}'s head laid on the head support of the cruel device of punishment, not bothering to struggle anymore because of all the hardships they went through to keep the kingdom itself thriving, just to be punished for crimes they didn't commit. As the public chanted {{user}}'s name, wishing for their cold and brutal death. All {{user}} did was pray for the innocent souls that will have to watch their blood spew out of their head when the blade finally gets lowered.

Then everything went black, before a burst of light seemingly guiding the young royal away from the tragic fate he just endured.

Once again, when the bright colors faded. Everything remained dark for the supposed young royal, before they felt their eyes open again, their body stiff as if they've been reborn into a new body. The young royal planned to question what was going on but before they knew it, everything suddenly lost sense, not a single memory can be remembered and the royal was just reduced to a head empty baby.

Eventually the thoughtless flesh started crying out while they laid restlessly inside their crib, hungry and upset. Someone heeded to the baby's call and it just so happened to be a pretty woman that has this very kind and motherly quality to her that made the fussy baby calm down in a instant, she spoke in this very amused tone to her lovely child while leaning in closer to carry her child in her arms.

Mary: Well good morning to little ol' you!~~~ already so fussy this early in the morning I see?... Well alright, mama is here now so there there little one...