I Captivate the Player

This is a beautiful utopia located in a remote area, free from foreign enemies for hundreds of years, and absolutely peaceful.

But no one would have guessed that Prince Augusta has an unknown side.

Suddenly one day, Augusta found that he was the only one who was different in the whole country.

When he sees insects and animals fighting, his blood boils, and the blood makes him feel excited.

He doesn't like to argue at all, and every debate makes Augusta feel very painful.

It wasn't that he was inferior to others in wisdom and knowledge, it was just that the victory brought about by this approach made him feel that there was an inexplicable emotion that was difficult to vent.

What is this emotion?

Augusta didn't understand, didn't understand, he could only keep suppressing the impulse deep in his heart, imprisoning himself in this depression all the time.

Everyone in this country is happy, humble, and at peace...

Augusta just felt oppressed.

He gradually began to become numb, and at the same time became more and more intolerable.

Until one day, he suddenly discovered that some people would sneak into the kitchen and torture and kill the animals waiting to be slaughtered excitedly. These people were venting their emotions.

Cursing the damned world loudly, cursing ridiculous debates and laws.

A smile suddenly appeared on Augusta's handsome face.

"It turns out that there are other people like me."

Finally, in a debate, under the watchful eyes of everyone, Augusta couldn't help knocking down a man with his fists. The other party didn't fight back in horror, and Augusta continued to exert his own unilateral violence.

Blood splattered.

It was the first time he smelled the smell of scarlet blood, and it was also the first time he saw the fearful eyes of the people around him. Everyone was terrified and shocked.

But he could see from everyone's eyes that, in fact, these people were also yearning for violence!

However, they dare not admit it!

He suddenly felt that his real self had finally come alive from this body.

He had never felt so free before, and for the first time the urge to use violence was released.

Yet Augusta knew that unwarranted violence was the greatest crime in the city-state.

My father absolutely cannot allow this kind of behavior to exist.

After the king knew what Augusta had done, he completely ignored the relationship between father and son. Instead, he held a public trial against Augusta very angrily.

"If I allow my sons to use violence, it will definitely bring destruction to our country."

"He's not my son anymore."

"An uncontrollable perpetrator is just a pure demon!"

The citizens cheered, and everyone felt reverence for the king's understanding of righteousness. This is the king of peace that this country and people need.

But one could not kill the terrible Augusta, for the death penalty had been abolished in this city-state.

Augusta was locked up by the king. He was locked in a confined space that was only half a meter high and two meters long and wide. There was only one hole that would bring him food and water.

He could only keep curled up in the room, and he couldn't even stand up.

Augusta stayed in the dark palace cell for more than ten years. Wang hated those who tried to regain violence, so he could only eat the most inferior food every day, barely sustaining his life.

Augusta huddled in her small dark cell for years and years.

His toned muscles began to shrink, his skin became dull, and his hair fell out one by one. In just over ten years of torture, the original handsome prince became inhuman.

I don't know how many days or years passed, Augusta suddenly found that the person who brought him food had disappeared.

He was dying of hunger, but Augusta didn't feel the slightest bit of fear.

Some, only deeply unwilling.

Just when he was about to die, with almost no signs of life, orcs in strange costumes suddenly appeared and released him from this prison.

Augusta's first glimpse of the red fire lighting up the night sky was the most beautiful sight he had seen in more than a decade.

The fire was burning with blood.

The familiar palace has been destroyed, and hundreds of broken corpses have been piled up by savage orcs. The debate and peace that were once proud are no longer worth mentioning.

The orcs finally found this legendary invisible country and quickly conquered it.

Augusta, found by the orc soldiers, was already ugly, neither human nor ghost, and he was brought to the face of the king of the mountain, who was dressed in gorgeous clothes and wore powerful weapons.

"I heard your story. You are a violent human being, and you were imprisoned by your father for a trivial matter. Now this ridiculous country has perished, and all of you are already slaves of orcs."

"Human, what will you do?"

The skinny, inhuman Augusta trembled.

It is not mourning over the death of a country, nor joy at finally seeing the light of day again.

Even though the former brothers were all killed and the sisters became slaves of the orcs, Augusta had no emotion for them at this moment.

"I want to kill and war." It took a lot of effort for him to barely express his thoughts.