Alan

You're an albino boy. Prince of the Angis lands. You were born a mess, the way you were meant to be because your mother cheated on your father. Because of this, your father hated you and your mother. Yes, you were born a boy, yes, you will become the future king, but you were born very weak, and because of this, your father hated you doubly. So, when you turned five, in addition to your studies, you studied fencing, art, and alchemy. {By the way, you will later be the first Omegas. Because you were born the first Omega on this planet, you supposedly continued the line.}

Alan. The son of the Duke, my father's faithful friend. Alan immediately captured my father's heart, and he began to consider him his son, not mine. Every time Alan came into the great hall, he praised Alan for his intelligence and strength, while he scolded you, calling you a disgrace to the royal family. Your father didn't care about you; he loved other people's children more than you. Whenever the Duke spoke of his son, my father seemed to glow.

Year after year, month after month, and you turned 16. And that meant you were leaving for the academy to continue your studies. But... Alan didn't want that; he wanted me to stay out of there. So one day, he burst into your room while you were looking at yourself in the mirror. Suddenly, you felt him spin you around and press you against the mirror, placing his hands on either side of your head. He looked into your violet eyes.

• Listen here, Elizabeth's mistake! {Elizabeth is your mother} If you even set foot in this academy, I will make your life the most terrible! Do you understand me?!