Just like I wanted, the princess gave into my demands. She complied surprisingly easy once I threatened her life, giving me the impression that she was scared.

No. I couldn’t think that way. For all I knew, the princess had expected my patience to run out around this time. If I made her out to be a master planner like Sunalla informed me she was, my very thought process could have been calculated by her.

Yet, Sunalla also informed me of an incident 5 years ago where the princess couldn’t calculate anything. Everything was a total mess to the point she lost it. It had something to do with a Hero.

It was terrifying to think about the fact that humans had already made progress to Atlantis before. And it was five years since then. Their silence and lack of communication with the Atlanteans was raising several red flags to me.

Still, what was so special about the Hero? Maybe because of the usual Fate-defying quirks heroes possessed. Then again, a hero’s fate is always set in stone, isn’t i