Arc of the Souls Chapter 33: Intermission – Asheera: Royalty and Loyalty

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First part of the Royalty and Loyalty series, presented by Xenoyr... I was always seen as a failure in my family. Always ending up second while my brother, Sachiel Eria, was second to none. Since Greatfather Azrael saved me from the ghost town that Nymeria became. Didn’t eat anything, didn’t drink anything for a long time. You would often think that Testharia is a planet of gold and marble, inhabited by the greatest “alien” race in the entire Milky Way. I used to believe that for a long time too, however no “alien” race, nor species, let alone a whole planet is perfect. Why was my town left behind while we were experiencing a severe famine? If Testharians are so peaceful and caring of others, then why were we the lost men in need? I could ask those questions for the rest of my life and never find out. It's stupid to think about it now that I'm in a high position now. I've got my family, I'm royalty and I have loyalty for my family. But why can't I shake this uneasy feeling that my family is... just another product of negligence? Like I said; Nothing is perfect, but why can't we make an imperfect thing perfect? To put it in simple terms... I come from the worst of the worst. I'm not even royal in blood, but Greatfather Azrael adopted me. It's a little hard to explain, but it all began when my severely abusive mother conceived me on 2173, on the 4th galactic month on the 22nd day. This town was unfortunate enough alongside other towns around the planet to be full of starving people. In Nymeria, poverty was at an all time high. 62 thousand people were jobless while 85% of a population of 200 thousand or so were living on just a loaf of bread and unfiltered water everyday. As a result, I grew up in a very abusive household. I had a brother who was much better than me, but that didn't stop him from doing nothing about the abuse that I faced. Aged 4 to 12, I was severely malnourished and often beaten by my parents. I guess one thing that allowed me to live through and never give up was because of a blessing... or a curse. I possessed a Soul, which allowed me to become a Soul-Wielder, and utilize a Soul-Spec. The chances of this happening is almost null. I don't know how many Soul-Wielders there are in a galaxy inhabited by quintillions or even septillions of people of different species. One day, I decided to show my parents what I was capable of. I told them about my Soul-Spec, but they thought it was a joke. No one in Nymeria suddenly gets powers. "Souls are reserved for the fortunate." What a dumb, fucking lie. What am I then? A mistake? "Go back to bed." My mother said, as she continued to tend to my brother's wounds. My brother got injured when he came home, and our parents were concerned about his injuries. "I'm not lying, mother. I swear!" I yelled back at her while I showed her my small, micro sized Warhammer that I created from my Soul-Spec. The proof is right there, how could you not believe it? That's right. When has mother believed in me at all? I'm a mistake in her eyes. My brother is the star of the show while I'm... I don't even know what I am. Apparently, this "Soul" thing is a phenomenon known all over the galaxy, and only a select people have it. By select, I mean about a million or tens of million of people in a galaxy inhabited by quintillions or even septillions. I was angry and I just wanted to get out of this household. I wanted to leave my parents who didn't believe in a single world I said, treated me like shit and acted as if I was a ghost in their haunted house. - A couple years later, our town would be ravaged by a severe blizzard that rarely happens on Testharia. Food rations were reduced, the unemployment rate skyrocketed, and poverty grew immensely. The blizzard wiped out almost all crops that were being grown in the city of Nymeria. Our town wasn't the only town that was suffering from the blizzard, but it was one of the worst affected. It's funny that the second my town finally grows out of poverty an