"He is now known as Sin Klepton, the cursed taker of souls," Lucius ended in a soft tone.

He shut the book with one hand.

The older sibling was flabbergasted by the sparkling eyes of the young Prince, who was staring at him in astonishment under the comforting thick sheaths of the bed.

Every corner of this place, and even in every nook and cranny, showed the perfect painting of royalty and grace. I didn't know much about the ancients, but their race must hold a lot of power if they can still live in opulence while the rest of the world thinned to ashes.

"Read it again onii-chan!" Lucian demanded.

Lucius rubbed his nape with a frustrated expression smacked on his face before sighing and putting the book under the bed.

"The young Prince must get a good night's sleep and besides; I don't think this story is appropriate for a bedtime story. I'll borrow a nice book from the library to read it to you, alright?"

I agree with this overprotective, over-loving, over-the-edge, and overly obsessive older brother. I had been hearing the same story over and over again and I was sick of it. It was like eating nuts every single meal that I lost my nuts from having too much of it.

The young Prince shook his head vehemently and disapprovingly. He stood up on his bed to protest with an upset pout on his reddened face. He was already donned in a white robe that made him appear like a real doll. If anyone made a doll after his looks many children would have demanded their parents to have one.

I just hope that the geezer wouldn't take an interest in him. With the rigid security around the Prince, I doubt he'd even get close to him or let alone have his eyes set on him.

Glad I was just a creepy-ass toy that looked like it could kill but was considered Chou Kawaii from the most adored and protected person in this concealed kingdom.

"I'm not sleepy and so is Sin," he explained before picking me up and showing me to his brother.

I didn't sleep but meh, whatever. Do whatever you wanna do Lucian; I doubt you'll look bad anyway. Even if you stabbed an innocent man with a flowery smile; had his blood stain your hair and robe, and boogie around his corpse while summoning creatures from an otherworldly dimension, the innocent man would still get the blame. He'd get sentenced to another ghastly death for no reason, mutilated, and be ridiculed until he was reincarnated and hunted down by Lucian fanatics. In short, the Prince would still be the innocent honey bee being cooed and praised by everyone and I'll be rooting for him. Fuck justice.

Lucian would make an adorable stinging and murderous cutie pie.

Wouldn't you agree?

Lucius glared at my existence and was close to snatching me from Lucian's tiny and fragile looking hands. I had no reservations that he had been wishing to bury me halfway across the world just to keep me away from his precious little brother.

Hey, maybe I guessed his thoughts right.

I'd bury myself too and just hope to be reborn into a hot smoking beast but because of some fuckery done to me, I was stuck to being this...cursed looking toy that can bite someone's dick off at the slightest provocation.

"I dislike the books from the library that okaasan had read to me," Lucian explained.

Lucius leaned forward and reached out to lift Lucian by his armpits and sat him down on his lap.

"And why is that Tesoro? Isn't it nice reading happy endings?" the older brother questioned.

The Young Prince lowered his head before looking up to his brother with sad eyes that could hit any cold-blooded bastard in the gut of guilt. "Those books only tell the happy endings for ancients, but how about the people outside of this refuge-are they getting happy endings?"

Lucius was stricken with incredulity from his younger brother's words before a swell of pride appeared in his eyes. I was also impressed by his words and my respect for this child just grew even further. I had never heard a child think this way. This was my first time hearing young'un like him worry about reality and its harshness.

"Look at you, thinking like an adult already. You still have more years of being a child. Why can't you talk more about...childish interests or cry about the smallest of things? You are making me sad," Lucius murmured lovingly before embracing his brother tightly with me in between them.

"You don't have to strain about that matter. Enjoy your childhood and I promise you...when you grow up, I'll take you with me and we'll help people get their happy endings. Would you like that?" Lucius asked.

"Hai," Lucian replied sleepily before pulling away from Lucius. "Onii-chan, do you know how I can help Sin too?"

Lucius's eyes narrowed in confusion but held a smile that tried to comprehend what he was saying. "Sin?"

Lucian nodded. "In the story, he lost his magnificence. His friends turned against him. He's all alone now. He must be lonely," he explained and raised me to Lucius' line of view.

His older brother didn't look at me with the same irritating gaze; instead, he stared at me with understanding before taking me from Lucian's grasp and glancing at him with warmth.

"I believe that Sin is happy just being your friend. Isn't that right Sin?" Lucius asked.

"Yep, you got that right."

The two siblings blinked in confusion and both of them searched for the source of that reply. Lucius handed me to his brother before setting him down on the bed and trudging towards the open door. He glanced to his left and then to his right and found no one.

He turned around with a puzzled and bothered appearance before shooting a suspicious gaze at me.

Well, you weren't wrong with your doubts.

"I'm...I'm sleeping here for the night."

I guess it was too early for me to speak.

Days passed by and Lucian had brought me wherever he went despite his brother's disapproving gaze. I hadn't spoken a word or even revealed that I can move because his older brother would have thrown me into a ditch and have his pegacorn shit on me. In all honesty, I was content being by his side. I was serving my purpose and it was fulfilling. No matter how many toys he received from the noble and rich, I was his favorite. All those playthings from that Segreth man were already sacked and ready to be burnt.

Lucius wasn't fond of him.

The way that guy prowled around the little Prince was unnerving. He would often visit the Prince to play, giving him gifts and smoldering him with praises. He had his intentions and it wasn't appropriate to make it known with the current Prince's age so he was acting as if he was just fond of children, especially a child named Lucian.

"You like Klepton don't you, Your Highness?" Segreth asked.

They were sitting on the floor with toys scattered on the carpet and with one toy held by the visitor who was merely moving it erratically.

"Mm, Klepton is my best friend," Lucian replied and kissed me.

Segreth's eyes flashed with interest and I couldn't help but feel the simmering heat of anguish inside of me. Lucian excused himself to use the bathroom and placed me down on the floor to pat my head.

"Be a good boy Sin," he told me with a pleasant smile.

I'll be good. Oh, don't you worry.

"Do you need assistance, Your Highness?" Segreth asked.

What are you gonna do; pull his tiny baby dick for him? Sit your ass down man. I need to have a word with you.

Lucian swayed his head. "No thank you, I can do it myself."

Atta boy.

Segreth released a sigh once Lucian shut the door. I was left sitting in front of the pervert before I was grabbed by him with a firm scowl on his face. He analyzed my body before scoffing in disbelief.

"I can't believe the Prince adores such a filthy toy. How can Prince Lucius let his brother play with this?"

I won't disagree with you with that but I was sure as heck that Lucius preferred me a hundred times better than your perverted ass.

"Once the Prince becomes mine, I'll make sure that everything he owns is aesthetically pleasing as him."

"Nani?!" I exclaimed in pure disgust that made the man throw me in shock.

He surveyed the room and even went out to see if anyone was eavesdropping. He was as pale as paper.

Segreth jolted in place when my torso rose with my head a little behind time in its ascent. My head snapped to look at him and my sewn grin became even wider than it was splitting the threads.

"I heard you~"

I will torment you.

A scream erupted from Segreth's throat and I lied down to return to my pretense of being a mere toy. Lucian rushed outside and was about to pick me up in fear of whatever that scared his visitor but Segreth plucked him from the ground and tried to explain to him how dangerous I was.

"Your Highness, Sin must be disposed of! I will not stand idly by with that ugly cursed thing you play with!" he yelled.

"What are you saying? Unhand me! Sin! Sin!" Lucian yelled in panic as he tried to scramble away from the adult to reach out to me.

The struggle of Lucian's angst reflected against my false eyes and I never discerned this height of vexation before. My eyes darkened in anguish as Segreth's arms became tighter and more dominating around the young male. My arm raised and a dark and circular mark that released a black smoke surrounded my form.

"Let me go! Don't take Sin away from me!"

"Stop struggling Your Highness! This is for your good!"

Segreth's left leg snapped into two, causing a sound of resonating crack throughout the room followed by a scream.

"I said, let him go," Lucian and I spoke in unison.

The evil circle surrounding me withdrew when a tenebrous airflow of wings shot out from the Prince's back which knocked Segreth unconscious. The Prince's face became deathly pale and dark veins branched out from his skin. His voice wasn't that of the innocent and good-natured boy. It was deep-sounding, heinous even. It was like someone else resided within his guiltless stature.

The ground trembled, the wooden furniture chipped away and soldiers poured inside the room, dragging Segreth out. A tall, compelling, stern, and rugged-looking man wearing clothes of royalty entered the room and emitted a bright light that overshadowed the darkness creeping out from the Prince's young body.

The Prince fell into unconsciousness and the older man grabbed him and cradled him in his scarred arms. Once the Prince opened his eyes, they swelled with tears and his chin trembled in severity.

"Tesoro..." he called out gently and cupped his chubby cheek.

"Otousan..." he whimpered in a soft and weak plea and shattered into a wailing turmoil. The veins vacated and his skin returned into its healthy glow.

The King assisted his youngest son into standing when the Prince searched for a comforting hug from someone. The child wrapped his arms around his father's neck while trembling and wailing and the King embraced him tightly.

"Otousan...Otousan...Kowai desu...kawaii desu (I'm scared)" he cried softly in broken sobs.

Loud shouts echoed from outside and Lucius and their mother entered the room with extreme fear on their faces. The King nodded at them, assuring them that he had everything under control, but the Queen and the eldest Prince couldn't bear to just watch so they joined them in comforting the youngest of the family.

"He was going to take Sin from me. He was going to hurt him," the boy said. "I didn't want to hurt him. I just..."

"Nē (Hey) Nē, Lucian," Lucius trailed before picking me up from the ground. "I'm sure Sin was happy that you protected him. Sin is lucky that he has a friend like you."

You got that right. I was a happy boy.

Lucian rubbed his puffy eyes and the Queen put a clean handkerchief against his nose for him to blow on. After cleaning his face from any snot, the Prince took me from his brother's hold and looked at me. More tears were threatening to come down and I couldn't help but perceive this protectiveness over him. If only I had hands like theirs to wipe your tears away and long arms to embrace you when you feel sad.

"Sorry..." he murmured.

"Let's get you fixed up okay? Lucius, will you please check on Segreth?" the Queen asked.

"The bastard deserved it," he replied in a gruff.

"Lucius," the Queen sighed. "Please watch your language around your brother. That is unbecoming of a Prince," she scolded.

Fucking right. How can you speak such shitty profanities in front of him you dickwad? You should be ashamed of yourself.

The Prince took a nap in another room with me lying beside him as usual. His arm was draped over my body and it left me with a depressing thought as I turned and placed my stuffed paw over his cheek.

"Thank you for being my friend."

I wish I could be more than just your toy. I wish we met in a different circumstance. If I would be reborn in a different body, I wish that I can carry these memories of you with me so I will know that someone accepted me at my worst when anyone else would have just thrown me away.

I had always felt like everything was stolen from me. I felt deceived for no reason. Every child that I had ever known had turned their backs on me. I didn't know if I was just born on the same day I was created or if I had my previous life stolen from me. If I had lost my magnificence along with my dignity it was okay if I don't get them back anymore if losing them meant meeting you.

"Shinigami (Death bringer)," a voice called out. A spirit descended from the ceiling and he landed beside the bed. His body was see-through and he carried a cold air around him. His face was calm and his piercing gaze meant business.

Who were these chicken tenders?

The newcomer had silvery-blue wings and hair and he was clad with heavy armor. A spear was attached to his back and he crossed his arms in front of his chest.

"I'm sure you don't wish to stay as a toy forever," he spoke.

His words immediately grabbed my full attention and I slipped off from Lucian's arms.

"What do you know about me?" I asked.

"I know enough to break the seal on your body but you have to do something for me first," he negotiated.

"What can I exactly do?"

The cyan haired man grinned. "Aside from being a shinigami, you're also the Akuma (Satan) you can do a lot more than you think."

I crossed my arms in imitation of him.

"Like?" I challenged, not fully comprehending what he was saying about me.

The guy's grinned widened and I knew he was up to no good.

"Making a certain someone infertile."

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A/N: So can you guess who they're going to make infertile?