The last words of the last Emperor of All Russia were spoken: "I give the Empire ten years to choose the most worthy of my ten sons. And for ten years, no one shall wear the crown." With those words, he passed away. And so it began...At that moment, I did not yet realize who I was. But I was already living in another country under a different name, though I was part of that chosen ten. No one counted on me. But perhaps, some were searching for me.And then, my familiar world shattered into pieces. And as the icing on the cake, I received the Hunter's Mark. It was then that I pieced together my soul and remembered everything. This is my second life. And I am returning home. Some may see me as just a provincial nobleman with a silly Hunter's Mark. Some may see me as the Eighth Prince, a Pretender to the throne, to be used...Blind fools!I will gladly open your eyes and show you the mightiest warrior, whose name made armies tremble. The one who never gave up and always marched forward. The one now cursed by Space and Time, in whom the Family's Rage rages...
