-Princess P.O.V-

Hello there! My name is Iris Rose, the fifth princess of the Rose Kingdom! Fufu, I’m so nervous, this is my debut after all! But before I was a princess I was a psychopathic murderer! Yup! A murderer! But not just a regular sane murderer. A crazy murderer~~. How crazy you ask? Well let’s look in into my heart warming story! I was raised by an alcoholic abusive father and a whore for a mother. They had two children the sweet innocent me and my quiet twin brother. We lived life like any other kid, we were beaten just for breathing, and starved so food wasn’t wasted.

Not to mention my caring classmates up to high school were so nice to me. They would steal my only possessions, belittle me whenever possible, and isolated me from society. And you know how that works right? With nothing but negatives in your life, you would go crazy, you know? So I took up the sword! Well a knife for say. And hacked away at all the monsters and gained experience points! The first monsters I killed was a goblin a.k.a my father, and a slime, a variant of my mother. Ah the memories. As for the experience points they allowed me to pinpoint where cuts hurt the most and where tendons, muscles, and veins were located making it easier for me to kill even more monsters in the cruelest manners possible!

I was the knight in shining armor and when my brother saw what I had done. I added him to my party! And we became known as the psychopathic twins. In total after five years of slaying monsters we racked up a total of six hundred forty three kills each! And with all the experience points we leveled up to Most wanted Serial killer, Isn’t that exciting!? I would have loved to continue my hunt for monsters but my darling little brother found love, how sweet~. So in the dead of night I was stabbed by my little brother as I was quote unquote too crazy and was a danger on his new life. So I was left to die until a storm came by and washed me away to Narnia!

There I was reborn as the fifth daughter of a king and queen, isn’t that great? Like before I was treated so nicely. From what I’ve heard when I was born I had a demon's tail and snake like eyes and the first word I’ve heard was, it’s a monster! I was so happy, sniff* sniff* no one’s ever called me a monster before, sniff* sniff*. So instead of getting rid of me they were going to make use of me and sell me off to another royal family whenever they had the chance, as suggested by my loving eldest brother also known as the crown prince.

Once again I meet my dear old friend, darkness and isolation. Ah it was a nice feeling instead of being violently blasted out from your mother’s womb. No one wanted to get near me nor get in sight of me, was it because I was too pretty? When I looked in the mirror I would say I was a beauty! I had long rose colored hair, a cute adorable face, void empty golden eyes, and quirky horns that grew as I got older. Yup a beauty to the brim! They had to be peeking while hiding in the bushes, I just know it!

Five years had passed without any interactions from my real family, well no contact with anyone in general as I lived a lonely life by myself in my shack. Of course I hadn’t spent the five years just sitting in the darkness, I learned to walk, read and write, and because of my apparent demon heritage I grew up quicker than most and was able to take care of myself a week after I was born, wow! A different level of puberty! After relearning the basics I took up the sword again! And chopped at the trees that grew behind my shack and hacked and slashed at it until it took the shape of a man which had its wooden head chopped off. As for food, they were sent by a catapult! Dozens of bread and meat tossed into the air and into the roof of my house, how convenient and resourceful!

That was until I was visited by my father who gave me a loving glare filled with disgust and an old man in white robes who looked at me in disdain, how pleasant~. The old man reached out his hand to touch my forehead until I chopped off his hand with a kitchen knife, which caused him to panic. It was only a little cut, I swear! The old man than glared at me and snapped his fingers showering me in disgusting white light. He then told my father in a annoyed tone that the job was done and he expected his payment by tomorrow. My father restrained me and tossed out the knife, then pulled me by my hair and went for a nice relaxing walk to a carriage where I was thrown like a rag doll inside saying that I was to be married off to a prince eleven years older than me.

Of course I had to argue, I don’t want to be near no pedophile no matter how crazy I am, I’m still a maiden you know! And once the carriage door was slammed closed the window reflected my appearance and I was shocked. They made me uglier! Those bastards, they made my horns disappear, my snake like eyes normal, and my tail was no longer there!

But before I could jump out and slaughter my father, the carriage sped away before I could even move and eventually slowed down to a reasonable pace, where knights slowly followed after a brief stop. There I sat down depressed that my beauty was reduced and that I had to be married off to a lolicon. Well that wasn’t a problem since I can get a unique monster kill, a pervert monster, the first of its kind!

I was making wonderful plans on what to do after I kill the perverted monster and gain enough experience to be leveled up to criminal, I was so excited I was trembling from excitement. But was snapped out of my thoughts by an old husky voice.

“Marriage, huh?” the old man next to me said.

I was a bit annoyed being bothered while I was inside my thoughts and was about to murder the old man but refrained due to the chance of my plan being ruined. So I gave him the definition of marriage.

“A simple agreement between a man and a woman.” The princess said in a dull tone.

“Huh...so what did you want to do before you were forced into marriage…”He said averting his gaze from me and out the window.

Stupid old man, making me look back at the memories when I was a naïve little child, you’ll pay for this once my plan is finished. But thinking back I did want to sing...

“...I wanted to sing.” I answered faking longing.

“That so?...Mind singing for me?” he asked.

Who the hell does he think he is!? You know what screw this old man if he really wants me to sing, then I’ll hum the theme song of school days, let’s see how he likes it!

“I’m not very good but very well…” I said.

What is this old man!? He’s actually enjoying that horrible show that even I hated? What the actual fuck!? Right when I was about move and murder the man regardless of the consequences the carriage violently slanted and someone yelled Bandits. Yes! More monsters that I can kill! I said letting out a small sadistic smile before reverting back to my indifferent expression.

“Princess it’s not safe here.” the old man said getting off the carriage and lifted me from the carriage and into the ground. He- he actually put his hands on me!?

But before I could take action, five bandits, ignoring their lecherous gazes, were already on the old man sending attack after attack, while he could only hope to parry and block. I can’t take on five bandits, not with this body at least. So I waited for this man to slowly exhaust himself and die under the hands of these bandits, while I find an opportunity to escape. As I was about to a person the same age as me swooped to the battle and instantly killed two bandits.

I stared in awe as he landed in the middle of the fight and came a surge of warmth inside of me from the sinister and evil feeling that came from him and his shadows. I watched in interest as his shadow split into two and manifested into physical sexless beings and how easily they slaughtered the bandits. I watched as the boy walked over closer and closer and instantly killing the five bandits that surrounded us. T-This is my knight in shining armor!

His swaying black hair with red and blue on each side, his cold and indifferent demeanor, the empty and void black eyes, and merciless methods of killing. I drooled inside my mind, I wanted him, I wanted him all to myself and no one else can have him! He has me bewitched, enchanted by everything about him. A fire was lit inside of me with the one goal in this new life, to capture this boy in front of me and make him mine!

“Good luck” the old man said his final words before my eyes turned cold with the fire still lit deep inside my heart, and decapitated the old man with the swing of a rusty sword laid near me.