The wall was so enormous that Nero couldn't help but mutter, "Even ten colossal titans would not be able to climb over that wall."

Nero turned to the men and asked, "Why is the wall so huge? And why is the new capital like this?"

"It is the king's fault. He has gone mad. Please help us."

"What do you mean?" Nero questioned and commented, and stop speaking in that monotonous tone— it's honestly creepy."

"Recently, there have been rumors that twenty years ago, when the king was 12 years old, his father called a wizard to prophesize. Every royal family member's prophecy was terrible, but the king— who was the youngest prince at the time…" the man started weeping.

Nero turned to the other man and raised his brows, signaling him to continue.

"His prophecy was that he would be killed by a demon at the age of 32."

"And?" Nero asked, "So what happened next?"

"No one knows everything, but according to rumors, the royal family possesses the demon blood."

Nero's brows flinched as he heard that.

"So the prince killed his father and all his brothers, so there would be no demon left."

Demons were extinct in the current era, and according to the prophecy, the prince was going to be killed by a demon at the age of 32. So the only demons in the world were the prince's father and siblings.

Nero wasn't interested in knowing more, but there was something he needed to confirm.

"Continue," Nero motioned.

"The prince raped his mother and his only sister, who was ten years old at that time."

Nero clenched his teeth and nodded to them to continue.

"His mother killed herself in disgust, but his sister couldn't because she was pregnant with the prince's child."

"And when the prince got to know that, he ordered his man to create a new palace," the man said as he looked at the wall.

"The prince had decided that he would kill the child if it turned out to be a boy. But he will spare and raise if it was a girl. Then rape her later when she grows up, but the princess gave birth to the twins."

"One was a boy, and another was a girl."

"The prince killed the boy and ordered the princess to raise the girl. The princess had tried to escape many times, but she was caught every time. And those who helped her in the escape were brutally killed."

All the men were speaking one by one to complete the story.

"It took five years to build the palace and ten years to create this huge wall. It is said that it's made from a special alloy that no one can penetrate."

"So this prince hid himself under this wall thinking he would be safe?" Nero questioned the obvious.

"It doesn't end there. Half of the population moved from the old capital to this new capital, knowing nothing about the future."

"It wasn't as bad as it looks. It was a great place until a couple of years ago."

All the men started weeping again as if it reminded them of something sad.

"Five years ago, the king sent his soldiers to abduct all the women and children."

"They took our wives and daughters to use them for their pleasure. And our sons, to use them as slaves."

"Please help us, and bring our family back!"

"You said half of the population from the new capital moved in here, right?" Nero glanced around and said, "This is not the half population."

"The rest of them moved out, I assume?" Nero questioned.

"Many tried to fight back against the king— only to get killed."

"There are hundreds of soldiers on the gate, so whoever tries to go near the wall, they get shot by the arrows and magic casters."

"What about you? Have any of you ever tried to fight back?" 

Nero waited for a reply, but all the men just stood there drooping their heads down.

"Did any of you ever try to bring your family back?"

After waiting for a response, Nero sighed and shook his head in disbelief.

"So all of you just waited and waited for someone to come and help you?"

The silence annoyed Nero, and he tightened the reins of the horses to drive the carriage.

"Wait! Wait! Please don't leave us!"

"Help us!"

"Please!"

"All of you just let those soldiers abducted your family and did nothing? Never tried to fight back. Never tried to do anything. Just waited and waited— just like one waits for the shit to come out every morning."

"What else could we do?!" one man yelled.

"We can't go against the king!"

"There is no way we could win against hundreds of soldiers!"

"They would kill us!"

"Yeah, we would have died!"

"Death would have been a better option for shits like you. Honestly, I feel sorry for your families that they trusted you— thinking you would come to save them, but all you guys are doing is…!" 

Every word Nero said was his genuine feelings. He hated how worthless those men were and how they were weighing down this world.

"Listen— you useless mutts! Everything that happened to you is just your own fault! 'You' let it happen! You didn't try to save them! I would rather die than live your life!"

Nero pulled the reins and started driving the carriage— but stopped and looked back at the men with a frustrated look on his face and sighed.

He got off the carriage and grabbed the collar of one man, asking, "What is the name of the king?"

"He— He calls himself… Norox," the man stammered.

"The other name— what is his family name? What lineage does he belong to?"

"Ver… Vernifelon," the man stuttered.

Nero froze and pushed the man to the group of men. He stood there in silence and scoffed, "So this is how it's gonna end, eh?"

Nero's marks on his cheekbones under his eyes started pulsing crazily— like never before.

He turned around and asked, "Where is the sea?"

"The short way is passing the wall and the palace, and the long way is to travel the other way around," one man replied.

Nero walked to the carriage and uttered, "Wait for me at the docking bay. I have an unfinished promise to accomplish to."

He walked in front and whispered something to the horses, then patted on their backs. The horses neighed loudly and carried the carriage to the wall.

Nero tilted his head and looked at the men, and said, "Don't get me wrong. I am not trying to help you. It is nothing related to you."

He then walked to the group of men and pushed everyone aside on his way as his marks kept pulsing black and red.

'Zeus, I want you to promise me, that if in future— let it be any time, as long as you are alive and aware. If any of my descendants turn out to be evil, then please kill them with your hands. And if they are ever in danger, please protect them.' A scene flashed before Nero's eyes.

He cracked his fingers one by one with a wide smirk on his face, "It is time… to fulfill my promise, Ajax— my friend."

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