Lackey's Seducing Survival Odyssey

Chapter 559 Pas(sed)t : Arkanis Dragonheart (A Feared boy)- Part-1

Arkanis Dragonheart's POVMy name is Arkanis Dragonheart, son of the one and only Dragon Emperor who reigns over the Pyra Fulgur Empire.

Since I was young, I believed that power was my birthright, as natural to me as breathing.

"My son... one day, this land will belong to you!" My father's voice, deep and commanding, echoed with pride. He looked down at me with a rare, unguarded smile.

I was enraptured by those words.

One day, this world—his world—would be mine. A surge of joy and pride filled my chest, like fire blazing through my veins.

"Hey, you!" I'd say, my head held high to anyone who dared underestimate me. "I'm the Future Dragon Emperor!" The title tasted so sweet, my pride swelling each time I claimed it.

For a long while, life was good. I basked in my father's glory, dreaming of the day I'd inherit his throne.... But then, one day, everything began to change.

My father's body—the powerful, youthful figure I admired—started ageing rapidly. Seemingly overnight, he went from a man in his prime to a weary figure marked by years that shouldn't have been his.

Confused and alarmed, I questioned him, but he only brushed me off with a weak smile, avoiding my gaze. His silence haunted me, and the servants' whispers did nothing to help.

"It seems his time is running out," I overheard one day.

"Yes, it's tragic... he's been a good Dragon Emperor, unlike the previous ones"

My heart thudded.

Their words, hinted with sorrow and pity, left me cold. The future I had once embraced with such pride now seemed wrapped in shadows.

I confronted my father, my questions mounting. "Tell me, Father! Why are you ageing faster than anyone else?" My voice trembled with frustration and fear. This time, I dared to ask a question that had haunted me my whole life. "And who is my mother? Why does everyone else have a mother except me?"

He turned away, coughing weakly. "Son, please...

cough, cough

you must understand, this just a—"

"No! I don't want excuses—I want the truth!" My desperation drowned out my concern for his health.

I wanted answers!

Finally, he relented. Haltingly, he told me everything—the curse in our bloodline, the origin of our powers, and the dark legacy of the Phoenixes. He told me about my mother, who had given her life to bring me into this world, her death a tragic consequence of the same curse that was now consuming him.

"S-so please, Arkanis..." he rasped. "You need to accept—"

But I didn't wait to hear the rest. I ran, my mind reeling, my heart pounding with a terror I had never known before.

One day, I would die just as he would—weak, broken, with all my pride crushed under the weight of inevitability.

I immediately shut down the machine, rushing over to inspect it, my heart pounding with excitement. In that golden droplet, I felt a power so immense it sent tremors through my entire body.

This was it—my proof!

"This… this…" I stammered, cradling the vial. Triumph pulsed through me. This was the answer, the power I had chased for so long.

I raced through the halls, ready to announce my discovery, to share with my father that we had finally cured the curse... though it was temporary still, it was a great achievement!

But my excitement turned to ice when I discovered another piece of news.... My father's Death!