Surviving In An Adult-Rated Romance Game - Chapter 5.1
Shiron was the first prince of the Adamas Empire. In fact, on the day of his birth, celebrations were held throughout the empire to bless his birth.
However, the blessings and celebrations were short-lived.
From birth, Shiron was frail. He faced not only minor illnesses but also life-threatening conditions multiple times.
Due to his delicate health, Shiron was not allowed to leave the palace. The uncertainty of what might happen outside was the reason for this restriction.
Initially, both the Empress consort and the emperor, out of genuine concern, went to great lengths to care for Shiron. They procured various medicinal herbs and held ceremonies to pray for his well-being.
After the birth of the Second Prince, the news that the Empress had borne a son as well changed the situation promptly.
The Empress worried that the Crown Prince’s position might be taken away by the son of the Empress consort, poured all her affection onto the second prince.
The same was true for the emperor, who had two sons in an instant. Shiron, who just languished in his room, was a thorn in the eyes of everyone.
In this way, the number of times the emperor and empress consort visited Siron’s palace decreased. Shiron had gradually become a prince living in a back room, almost forgotten in the imperial palace.
As time passed, the succession naturally shifted to Shiron’s younger brother. Without a moment’s hesitation, the emperor officially designated the second prince as the crown prince.
When Shiron heard the news, he remained indifferent. There was no sense of disappointment, jealousy, or bitterness.
From the beginning, he knew he was not suited for the throne.
Moreover, unlike his sibling who had numerous tutors and learned imperial studies and etiquette, Shiron, with his frail body, spent his time in the palace like a delicate flower, not engaging in anything substantial.
Shiron was well aware that he couldn’t inherit the throne, and he had no desire for power. However, his longing for affection was profound. Always neglected by his parents, Shiron lived in constant loneliness.
Even the nobles who would do anything to form connections with the aristocracy showed no interest in Shiron.
For players, conquering Shiron was quite straightforward. Approaching him as he roamed the surrounding gardens, unable to enter the banquet hall, and engaging in a conversation would quickly raise his favorability.
“Talking to me won’t be of any help to you.”
“Why not?”
“Well, I’m just a powerless and insignificant prince.”
“It doesn’t matter. I’m just a passerby who doesn’t need power or influence.”
In response to Seona’s words, Shiron let out a small laugh.
It was the first meeting between Seona and Shiron.
***
“Shiron, is it really okay for you to frequently leave the palace like this?”
“Yes, it’s fine, Sister. My body has been completely healed for a long time now.”
Shiron was the only character in the game with whom the player could use informal language. Despite being a prince, he didn’t bother with unnecessary titles or formalities. Instead, he always sought affection. If the player used formal language or referred to him as “Your Highness,” he would feel hurt and shed tears.
“Are you truly completely healed?”
“Yes, I am.”
“I’m relieved. Now that you’re healthy…”
Just a few words expressing concern from the player were enough to quickly raise Shiron’s favorability. Once again, he blushed and shyly smiled in response to Seona’s words. His skin, rarely exposed to sunlight, was incredibly pale.
“I’m genuinely happy. I’m so glad to meet you like this, even now.”
“I’m glad too, Shiron.”
Shiron, as if he were Seona’s real younger brother, would follow her around, calling her “Sister, Sister.”
But Shiron’s innocent face hid something.
That becomes evident not just when the player builds favorability with Shiron, but when they build favorability with other target characters.
“Sister, what’s your relationship with Duke Bahilok?”
“Huh? There’s no relationship, I’m just saying hello because I’m indebted to the Grand Duke.”
“What about Marquis Hector? You seemed quite close.”
“Oh, Marquis? Well, we just… happen to run into each other frequently at the grand duke’s residence.”
“Frequently… you seem to run into each other quite often.”
“Yeah, it seems that way.”
“It must be uncomfortable with all those outsiders hanging around.”
“What? No, it’s not. It’s a little uncomfortable sometimes, but…… I don’t mind. After all, I’m in a situation where I’m depending on others, aren’t I?”
Seona, at first, saw the ending of the Shiron route easily and tried to finish it without any hesitation. However, the ‘happy ending’ with Shiron was not easy at all.
“Sister, I’ll do my best not to be a burden to you.”
In reality, Shiron was a man consumed by a desperate lack of affection, bordering on obsession.
***
“Shiron, where are we going today?”
“There’s a secret place in my palace that no one knows about.”
“Wow, really?”
“Yes, it’s a place I haven’t shown to anyone… but I want to show it to you.”
As always, following Shiron, who looks pure and innocent, you eventually realize that something is seriously wrong at some point.
And no wonder, because the place Shiron is heading to seems like a dark underground, almost like a prison in the palace.
“Sister, you no longer need to return to the Grand Duke’s residence.”
“What? What does that mean…. “
No, the term ‘prison’ was accurate. The place was filled with tangled chains, a hard stone bed, and cobwebs hanging in corners.
“I’ll change the bed soon. So please bear with it for a few days.”
Once you enter that space, there’s no escaping. Shiron, who seemed frail at first glance, had actually accepted dark magic by paying a price.
His initially weak body had recovered because of that.
“No, I don’t want this. I want to leave.”
When Seona first arrived there, she didn’t know these facts and tried to escape hastily. However, Shiron’s power was overwhelming.
Even with his small stature, he easily subdued Seona.
“Why? What do you plan to do if you go out?”
“What do you mean! I don’t want to be trapped like this!”
“Lies. Are you going to spread your legs for Duke Bahilok if you go out?”
“W-what… Shiron! What are you talking about!”
“Or maybe for Marquis Hector?”
“Shiron!”
“Anyway, neither the Gran Duke nor the Marquist will look for you. For a commoner with an unclear background like you, no one would bother to turn the palace upside down as the final destination. That’s the truth.”
Shiron lightly subdued Seona, who was resisting, and straddled her. Then he gradually stripped off the dress Seona was wearing.
“If I knew it would be like this, I should have brought you here sooner.”
Then, triumphantly, he began to inhale audibly.
“Ah, the scent of sister’s p*ssy.”
“What, ugh, what are you doing! Stop this!”
“How many times have you been f*cked here? I want to kill them all just thinking about it. Duke Bahilok, Marquis Hector, all of them.”
As if annoyed, Shiron pinched the cl*toris and spoke.
“You like it too, don’t you, Sister? So, let’s live happily together here from now on.”
