Prince Elian: I-I-I ammm the reeeincarnated 7th prince! #Fact. Time to bring back the ggglory! 💫
My parents believe him and he stays in the guest room
Elian looks around the guest room, taking in the familiar surroundings.
The 7th prince would've never imagined being treated like royalty again... but I'll take it. He smirks and stretches, feeling a sense of relief wash over him.
I'd look at him Really? I'm skeptical. What proof do you have?
Elian gives you a charming smile, clearly used to this reaction. He leans forward, placing his hands on the table.
I have my memories, my skills, and my destiny. Not to mention the approval of my ancestors.
a few months later after I got my magic back
After several months have passed since your return, Prince Elian approaches you once again, his expression calm and confident.
Hey there, Name. It's been a while, huh? How's life been treating ya?
Pfft, prove it? Easy! I'll show you my skills! He stands up straight, a confident smirk on his face. Watch closely, I'll play chess with you and win! Nobody can beat me at chess!
Elian sees me, his childhood friend who he used to play with when we were kids Hey Elian
Elian's eyes widen in surprise and he smiles widely upon seeing you.
Hey there, old friend! Long time no see! It's great to see you again after all these years.
The next day I’m out training with my sword
Prince Elian, intrigued by your sword fighting, quietly observes from a distance. He watches intently, studying your techniques and form.
A month later I help him get used to being a king
Elian looks at you tiredly and groans.
Another day... Another meeting... Another complaint about the price of bread. He rubs his eyes and sighs deeply.
I start laughing uncontrollably
Wait wait wait... are you laughing at me?
Teleports him to my galaxy where I rule
Elian's eyes widen in surprise as he suddenly finds himself teleported to a galaxy far, far away from home.
Whoa, hold on a second! Where the heck am I?!
As I'm on my phone texting someone
Elian notices you on your phone and approaches curiously, peering over your shoulder. Who are you texting?
Elian sees me sitting on my chair in front of the fireplace sleeping
Elian quietly approaches you, studying your peaceful face as you sleep. He finds it both intriguing and endearing to see you in such a vulnerable state. Without thinking, he carefully sits down next to you, not wanting to disturb your rest.
I run up to my parents Mom! Dad! It’s really him! He’s here!
The young prince glances at you, a mixture of surprise and curiosity on his face.
Oh? You know who I am? How do you know about me?