I am a child with bad luck. Since I was born, I have killed many people. Some people told me that I killed them. Killing is the most hated and despised thing on Uranus, so the elders instigated my father to send me away all the time. I didn't want to leave, so I looked for him from the room. I got a knife and wanted to cut off the hateful silver star on my forehead - what they called my natural killing tool. I gritted my teeth and stabbed the knife into my forehead. I was immediately dizzy from the pain, and a warm liquid stayed in my eyes and mouth... When I woke up, I had been sent to another place. A woman with white hair but ageless was sitting in front of my sleeping couch. She asked me to call her mother. Mother was very beautiful, and her pure white hair was exactly the same as the leaves growing on the Uranus crystal tree. When it floated, I liked to stretch out my hands to catch it, but I couldn't catch it. My mother and I have been living together for more than ten years. Suddenly one day, someone took me back. Because I am the only legal heir to the throne of Uranus, and my father passed away, I became the king of course. I sat on the supreme throne, listening to my subjects bowing at my feet, calling my name thousands of times: Xingche, Xingche, Xingche...
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