Beauty is the basics, noble lineage, and genius talent. Born as a competitor to my sister who had everything, it was natural for me to die at her hands. I ran away once, and half of my empire fell to ashes, so I just gave up and died. sh- The moment her cold blade touched my neck, I returned to the age of eight. "what! Do I have to die again?” I clenched my small fist and swore that I would not be beaten in this life. “Harper, my brother, even if my dreams are shattered, I want to protect you.” … … uh? "How dare you see someone else trying to harm Harper in Ruper's mansion, there are so many crazy people in the world." Sister has changed. A lot has changed. *** “Cillian, what do you want to be in the future?” “What kind of person do you like? A rich merchant?” "no." "Peacock?" I shook my head again. “Then the emperor?” “… … What?" “That’s right.” “… … .” “You want me to become emperor.” Was my inner heart revealed in a momentary expression, or was this child more sensitive than I thought? “Then I will be emperor, Harper. I hate anything else.” He held my hand tightly as if he had no more worries.