Grim Reaper in the Apocalypse: Reaping Immortals

'She's an inheritor of this kingdom? That means she could threaten the Queen's control of this kingdom…that makes sense why she would want to kill her.'

As expected, the reason why the Magical Queen wanted to kill Tulip was solely because of her greed for her throne. Atlan didn't know why, but it seemed that Tulip was the only being who could threaten her claim to the throne.

'Truthfully, we are not Tulip's real mothers. We are merely her guardians, given to her by her parents.'

'And even though Tulip looks harmless now, she has the potential to become a powerful being just like Malificient. But to do so, Tulip has to kill the Queen with her own hands. It is fate. It will happen unless the Queen does something about it, which is what she's doing right now.'

Atlan couldn't believe that a harmless Canzer like Tulip would someday become as domineering as the Queen. It didn't fit her personality at all.

'So, the Magical Queen, Malificient, wants to extend her reign for as long as possible by killing Tulip?' he asked.

'That is right. But ruling the kingdom is not her only goal. By killing Tulip, she would also be getting rid of the only thing that could kill her. She would be invincible.'

Atlan shivered at the thought. It looked like Carmine's warning about the creature in the castle was true. If they failed to protect Tulip, then the Malificient would have virtually no weakness, allowing her to fight the humans forever without dying.

'Why not just leave this kingdom entirely? Why not emigrate to the other side of the Canzer world so that the Malificient would never find her?'

The three good fairies shook their head. 'It is not that simple, human. This is their fate and it has already been prophesied long before they even existed. No matter where we hide, fate will eventually lead us back to this kingdom.'

Atlan didn't understand that. After all, he didn't believe in something called fate. He believed that things were always left in his hands, not in the hands of some abstract concept.

Then, the red fairy suddenly realized something. They were so surprised at the fact that Atlan knew about their daughter that they completely missed this fact.

'Wait…tell us again. How did you know her name?'

Just from the grave tone of the red fairy's voice, Atlan felt as if there was something about Tulip's name that was special.

Now that he thought about it, the Queen also acted weird once he revealed to her that he knew about Tulip's name.

Malificient wanted to kill him, but once he uttered Tulip's name, she suddenly changed her mind and imprisoned him in this dungeon instead.

'Is there something special with the fact that I know about Tulip's name?' he asked them.

'Yes. It is vitally important,' answered the three good fairies simultaneously.

'She told me,' Atlan said plainly.

And surprisingly, the three good fairies' visibility gasped. They couldn't seem to believe it and looked at Atlan's face once again.

'This…is this possible?'

'But he's a human! That's not supposed to be…'

'Are you sure you're a human?' asked the green fairy.

Atlan sarcastically looked at his own body and nodded. 'Yes, I'm still human. Now, can you tell me why that's important?'

'We have taught Tulip early on to never say her real name to strangers. She should only do so once she trusts someone with her life. And it seemed as if she had deemed you someone special like that.'

'So?' Atlan asked.

'There is another prophecy. One that tells of a prince that rescues our very own Tulip from a fatal injury made by the Malificient Queen.'

'What?' Atlan was confused. He didn't even know where all those prophecies were coming from. And most of all, he simply didn't believe in them.

'Don't you get it, young man? You are the chosen one. You are the one who will rescue Tulip from certain death.'

Atlan went silent to digest the information given to him by the fairies. It seemed by virtue of the fact that Tulip gave her name to him, he suddenly became the prophesied prince that would save her in distress.

Then, he realized something.

'Does the Queen know about this prophecy?' he asked.

'Yes,' they all answered.

'But then why didn't she kill me when she knew that I told her that I knew Tulip's name? Surely, she would have wanted to kill the prophesized prince that would help Tulip survive.'

But despite how confused he was, everything seemed clear for the fairies.

'It's because of fate, young man. One should not defy fate or else even the Queen would suffer the consequence.'

'If she killed you, that would not destroy the prophecy. It would only be passed on to another being. By then, she would have no idea who the prince would be. So, she chose to imprison you instead. By doing so, she can be assured that the prophesized prince, you, would not be able to interfere with her mission.'

Atlan scratched his head. There seemed to be a lot of rules about fate that didn't follow the rules of logic.

'Are you even sure that I'm that prince?'

The three good fairies all looked at each other. There was doubt between them.

'We are not sure. After all, we were expecting another Canzer to be the prophesied prince.'

'A human shouldn't have been the prophesied prince…but the words were clear. Whoever shall know their daughter's name and trust shall be the appointed prince…'

'We are still confused as to whether you truly are the fated prince.'

Atlan thought to himself. His power and mutation to talk to Canzers allowed him to converse with Tulip and earn her trust. If it wasn't for his unique powers, this wouldn't have happened.

'Is it possible that I have interfered with fate? Maybe another Canzer was supposed to help her instead of me…'

'It's possible,' the three fairies pondered as well.

Just then, Atlan felt a tug near his chest.

He looked down and realized that something was poking out of his battle suit!

He immediately took it out and realized that it was the amulet that Tulip gave him. Find more to read at My Virtual Library Empire

It was being pulled away from his neck towards the fairies as if there was some sort of attraction between them.