[First-person blurb, third-person story]
--My name is Yalai. I'm the most doted-on young prince of the Ward Kingdom.
My older brother, who bears the infamy of patricide and usurpation, wants to eliminate anything that could threaten his position, including me.
Even though I'm just a parasite who lazes around all day.
Thanks to my mother's intervention, I was exiled to the most desolate region.
--My name is Yalai. I'm the lord of Dalis City.
A city waiting to be rebuilt, residents dressed in rags, assassins from the royal capital, and demons watching us every moment.
I'm grateful to these people who appeared from who-knows-where and call themselves "players." Cheap labor, fearless enough to die, and, well, aside from a few strange individuals, most of them are my adorable subjects.
I've returned to my happy life, just like before. It would be even better if the people around me would stop urging me to "ascend the throne."
What's so great about being king? I can leave that headache to my well-behaved nephew.
Things haven't been going well for me lately. My subjects are constantly fighting each other, some even running away from home, and the whole city is shrouded in gloom.
I hear them loudly arguing about "moving everyone in," "peaceful coexistence," and "taking back sovereignty"...
That's fine. I welcome every new subject and respect the choice of every subject who leaves.
As long as they don't turn their blades on this little patch of land.
--My name is Yalai. I'm the king of a new world.
City building + fourth-calamity players + Western fantasy isekai
[Blurb recorded on 2024.9.14]
Theme: Peace should be the main theme
