Extra 1 and Volume 4 Afterword

First of all, I'd like to thank all the readers who have made it this far. Your support is my motivation to keep writing!

This concludes the volume on the Three Dragons Vie for the Crown Prince!

Although this volume is titled "Three Dragons Vie for the Crown Prince for the Throne".

In reality, the content focuses more on the power struggles between various factions.

The struggle for the Crown Prince was merely the fuse that escalated their conflict further, and also the beginning of internal turmoil within the Sea Race.

The end of the struggle for the Crown Prince does not mean that the internal problems of the Sea Race have been eliminated.

On the contrary, the big one is coming (in that tone).

However, the birth of the Crown Prince means that the ruling class of the Sea Race — the Dragon Spirit Species Royal Family— finally has an excuse to purge its own ranks.

I hope the officials and noble families of the Sea Race are safe. (Looking away)

Okay, next, let's talk about Volume 5.

In the next volume, the focus will shift from the Sea Race themselves to the conflict between the sea and the land.

Because Shisui already possesses the strength to hunt down beings from the Heaven Realm.

Then they can start a war and go on a killing spree on the battlefield!

Everyone, please look forward to it!

That concludes the closing remarks.

Here is an extra chapter as a thank you to all our readers for their support!

If you like it, please leave comments, and I'll consider writing more of this side story!

Although it's a side story about the past life, there are no original Ghoul characters, so you can enjoy it without worry!

Ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy your meal. (Elegantly opens the dish cover. GIF)

(A bonus chapter about my childhood in my previous life, dedicated to all the readers who sent gifts, followed updates, and commented. Love you all! (♡><)/♥)

Having just transmigrated to the new world, Shisui occasionally reminisces about his past life when he is resting alone.

I recall that Tsukimi Shisui who dragged an entire nation down with him.

He had lived there for 25 years, and his accumulated memories wouldn't be erased simply because he traveled through time.

But what impressed him more than his own reckless behavior after becoming powerful was his childhood when he was weak.

He was so deeply impressed that even after more than a decade and having forgotten all the details, he could still clearly remember how he felt at the time.

"Damn it! You're such a burden!"

Whenever this phrase is uttered, what inevitably follows is a beating, or even the cutting of flesh and the extraction of blood.

They seem to often say things like, "It's all your fault!" or "Why can't you control your appetite!"

The grown-up Tsukimi Shisui simply shrugged at this and casually slaughtered a passerby who smelled quite nice.

Oh right, did I say that myself?

His parents were also Ghouls.

In his memory, his mother had a pair of soft wings.

The father, on the other hand, has two long, thin tails that have a slightly chewy texture.

Hmm, it looks more like a ribbon than a tail?

Never mind, it's no longer an important matter.

In short, his parents were not particularly powerful; in fact, they could be considered weak.

Compared to those ghouls that dare to live in the sunlight and hunt wantonly at night.

They're nothing more than rats in the gutter.

Moreover, these were rats that had once enjoyed the sunshine but were then driven into the sewers.

However, even such a weakling is more than capable of dealing with a child under ten years old.

Tsukimi Shisui remembered the cracking sound of his fist hitting the bones of the frail body.

I also remember the cold sensation of blood rapidly draining from my skin when the blade cut through it.

There's also the chest tightness caused by being choked and unable to breathe, and the world appearing gray.

At first, he would struggle, howl, and try to resist.

But later on, he calmed down on his own.

Tsukimi Shisui wasn't stupid; he was well aware of his absolute physical disadvantages.

In addition, his lack of regular food intake over the years has led to some stunted growth.

It's virtually impossible to fight back against two adult Ghouls.

Therefore, he learned to lie low.

The days of waiting for the right opportunity felt exceptionally long.

The layers of wounds on his body throbbed with a throbbing pain that seemed both real and unreal, making it difficult for him to fall asleep.

Therefore, after understanding the concept of dormancy, he gained the ability to sleep less and to tolerate pain.

While waiting, bored, he vaguely remembered that when he was even younger, the couple wasn't like this.

Their madness began after they moved away from the sunny residential area, away from people who were similar to them but tasted exceptionally sweet.

As an adult, Tsukimi Shisui speculated that the couple must have gone mad from being chased by Doves and living in a dark and hopeless environment.

As for why it's "should".

Because Tsukimi Shisui didn't think there was anything to fear about the Doves —those self-righteous Ghoul exterminators.

Moreover, he doesn't dislike the darkness.

The darkness was a great help to him in hunting, and he had no reason to dislike it.

But that was no longer important, Tsukimi Shisui was too lazy to investigate further.

Who cares about the feelings of the dead?

He certainly won't.

All he knew was that, thanks to that ingrained "learning experience" he had before the age of ten, he had learned where to stab someone to make it hurt more.

It also honed a survival will and physical regeneration ability far exceeding those of other Ghouls.

That's enough.

Thanks to these, he received his own birthday present when he was ten years old.

His parents' Kakuhou.

Blood was everywhere, steaming hot in the cold, damp sewer.

It didn't taste very good.

This is how Tsukimi Shiki judged it when she was a child.

It was nowhere near as sweet as the "kindred spirits" in the residential area that I vaguely remember.

However, it's enough to replenish physical strength.

Although, for a while after eating, he would occasionally dream of his parents.

They attacked frantically, brandishing their Kagune and shouting words that Shisui could no longer remember.

However, as he approached, he was swiftly killed again by Tsukimi Shisui.

This situation ended uneventfully after a few months.

The reason is simple: Tsukimi Shisui's body has caught up with the nutrition.

That year, ten-year-old Tsukimi Shisui had only a pair of soft Ukaku and four ribbon-like Bikaku.

Six months passed after that.

With her constantly improving skills and the ability to fly silently with her soft wings, Tsukimi Shisui's life got on track.

His instinct to seek advantage and avoid harm prevents him from choosing prey that is too strong.

Fortunately, in this vast, out-of-the-way sewer world, not only are there many strong people, but there are also many weak people everywhere.

The Tsukimi Shisui thrives in the darkness, hunting down its own kind.

As a growing child who had endured years of hunger, he couldn't help but hoard food.

Even if the meat spoils if left out for too long, even if it might attract other hungry creatures of the same kind.

He also stockpiles a certain amount of flesh and blood at multiple strongholds.

In addition, he eats approximately every three to four days, so his hunting frequency is quite high.

Naturally, the Doves responsible for monitoring the area noticed him.

Those who can conduct surveillance missions in places Ghoul ghouls are naturally not weak.

As a result, Tsukimi Shisui had been targeted, soon experienced what it felt like to be hunted.

To be honest, it wasn't exactly thrilling.

Shisui could no longer recall the details of that time.

All he knew was that, thanks to his height advantage, he could traverse places that an adult man could never pass through.

Even so, being followed by Doves for three consecutive weeks would annoy anyone.

Therefore, he moved house when he was about 11 years old.

Get away from this sewer area and head in any direction.

Only the nickname "Shadow Owl," which would later cause bloodshed, remained echoing in this area.