SGT CH83: Epilogue – Prologue

◎If there is a next life, I would still wish to be Your Majesty’s male◎

At dawn on February 14, Star Calendar Year 3931, Tianjia Empress Mousse passed away peacefully in his sleep at the age of 721.

Tianjia Emperor Aix abdicated the throne to Crown Prince Aimu, then passed away that same evening.

Before dying, he left a posthumous edict to be buried together with the Empress.

Tianjia Emperor Aix was crowned emperor on February 14, Star Calendar Year 3010, and held the supreme power of the Tianjia Empire for 921 years, making him the longest-reigning monarch in the history of the Tianjia Empire.

Externally, he fought countless battles and never suffered defeat, truly deserving the title of God of War.

Under his conquests, the Tianjia Empire’s territory expanded to the Yunwai star system, bringing the Star Tree Race, the Tentacle Race, the Xenomorph Race… under control, and establishing the Tianjia Empire’s hegemonic status.

Internally, he weakened the power of the nobility, developed the military merit system to its peak, and gave commoners the opportunity to cross class barriers and possess high-level males.

Yet he also personally revised the military merit system, promulgated the Male Bill of Rights, making males imperial citizens, abolishing the millennia-old law of female possession of males. From then on, males had the right to choose.

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What made the Tianjia even more envious was that he and the Empress—an SS-level male named Mousse, who had served as Chancellor of the Privy Council, Speaker of the House of Nobles, Honorary Lifetime President of the Male Association, and was hailed as the Golden Rose of the Tianjia—loved, understood, and stayed with each other for over seven hundred years.

Together they gave birth to five female princes and one male prince.

They witnessed and participated in major transformations of the Tianjia Empire.

They walked hand in hand to the end of their lives.

After the Tianjia Emperor and Empress passed away, Aimu, who had been Crown Prince for 700 years, ascended to the throne.

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Mousse had long foreseen his own death.

His constitution had never been particularly good.

The slightest touch would leave marks on his body. He caught chills easily, caught colds easily, and sometimes when he got angry and bit the Tianjia Emperor, he would hurt his own teeth.

Even though in that mental link that covered the entire Tianjia Empire, his mental power had been enhanced and subsequently broke through to SS level.

It was only a strengthening of mental power; the amplification to his body wasn’t much.

The Tianjia Emperor had always been very concerned about his physical health.

Afraid he’d be cold, afraid he’d be hot, afraid he’d forget to eat, and also afraid he’d eat too much and feel uncomfortable.

He cared for him meticulously, almost as if he were a cub.

Oh no, their cubs didn’t have this kind of treatment.

When the several female princes were less than a year old, the Tianjia Emperor personally taught them.

Each time they came out of the training room, they were beaten quite miserably. The scales on their claws fell off and grew back, grew back and fell off again.

Mousse couldn’t bear to watch. He closed the sleeping chamber door and gave the Tianjia Emperor a beating.

After that, the princes were never injured again, but their various courses suddenly multiplied.

Each prince had been extremely busy since their cub period, barely seeing him once a day, and each time they looked very exhausted.

Mousse went to question the Tianjia Emperor.

The Tianjia Emperor stated that this was the normal curriculum for royal female cubs.

Mousse was helpless.

When the only male cub was born, Mousse, fearing the Tianjia Emperor would continue his high-pressure training, hurriedly kept him by his side to raise himself.

Neither the current royal family nor the previous Tianjia royal family had experience raising male princes.

This also gave Mousse no restrictions, allowing him maximum self-expression.

Mousse played mental power games with him.

Weaving mental threads into yarn balls, then unraveling them one by one.

He accompanied him in planting flowers, climbing trees, swinging on swings, catching fireflies…

He wanted his little prince to grow up carefree and free like an ordinary cub.

But his little prince was also what worried him most…

The little prince was admitted to military academy and resolutely decided to serve in the army after coming of age.

But he didn’t choose to be a medic, which males usually selected, but rather a mecha soldier who needed to fight on the battlefield.

This even startled the Tianjia Emperor.

He immediately wanted to drag the little prince back.

It was actually Mousse, who had always appeared to dote on the cub, who stopped him.

Although he would also worry a lot and fear his little cub would suffer and get hurt, this was the cub’s own choice. Mousse chose to support him.

As a male father, all he could do was teach the little prince to use mental power better, teach him to use mental power in combat.

And when he truly stepped onto the battlefield, give him his blessing.

More than two hundred years had passed since the little prince entered the military.

The little prince, who had been slightly immature back then, had become the Chief of General Staff of the military, the highest commander of the imperial forces.

Mousse was proud of his little prince.

He was proud of each of his cubs.

They were all outstanding.

Whether it was the Crown Prince who was steady and taciturn, benevolent and magnanimous, shouldering the responsibility of regent every time the Tianjia Emperor went on campaign;

The Second Prince who pitied the weak and devoted his life to researching male mental illnesses;

The Third Prince who was brave and valiant, breaking through to SS level at a young age, a mecha enthusiast;

The Fourth Prince who was extremely socially anxious but brilliantly intelligent, a mecha designer;

Or the Fifth Prince who was curious and loved researching alien civilizations…

They were all his pride.

And the Tianjia Emperor…

His most beloved Tianjia.

His companion who shared joys and sorrows with him for life.

They walked hand in hand through over seven hundred years together.

But at the final moment, there was still some reluctance.

On the night when he sensed his lifespan was ending, Mousse lay on top of the Tianjia Emperor, reaching out to brush over his brows and eyes.

Even though he was already over a thousand years old, long past the limit of Tianjia lifespan, the Tianjia Emperor remained strong and robust, valiant and handsome, showing no signs of aging whatsoever.

He even still had a head of black hair, with only some white at the temples.

The constitution of an SSS-level Tianjia female was truly cheating.

Of course, this was also thanks to Mousse’s maintenance of his mental domain.

Only then could the Tianjia Emperor remain in his peak period for such a long time.

As age increased, certain qualities around the Tianjia Emperor, under the effect of time, completely settled down, becoming more charming.

Making Mousse increasingly like to cling to him.

“Why doesn’t Your Majesty look old at all? My hair has turned completely white.”

Mousse curled up a strand of his own hair and sighed softly.

The Tianjia Emperor: “…”

If he remembered correctly, the Empress’s hair had always been white.

Platinum, a color nearly silver-white, yet warmer, shining with a golden warm glow under the sunlight.

“Si-si’s long hair is beautiful, beautiful everywhere.”

The Tianjia Emperor gazed tenderly at the male on his body.

In the Tianjia Emperor’s eyes, the Empress was the one who showed no signs of aging at all. Time around him seemed frozen.

White hair grew at his temples, his physical condition was not as good as before, and his skin had become dull…

But the Empress remained radiant and captivating. Every smile and frown enchanted the Tianjia Emperor so much he couldn’t look away.

Making the Tianjia Emperor want to approach him at all times, embrace him.

Want to die beneath him…

The Empress was hailed as the most beautiful male of the Tianjia in nearly ten thousand years.

Over all these years, in the online voting for the most attractive male, the Empress had always been at the top, never wavering.

His votes were more than all the remaining males combined.

Every voter was the Tianjia Emperor’s rival in love.

The older the Tianjia Emperor got, the more jealous he became.

He didn’t openly show his jealousy; he was secretly jealous.

If the Empress talked a few more sentences with other females during the day, at night he would use all means to devour the Empress completely. Tightly squeezing, not letting go all night.

If he didn’t succeed, he wouldn’t show it in front of the Empress.

It was just that ministers of all departments would face a month-long low-pressure atmosphere from His Majesty the Emperor.

Mousse leaned down, kissed the Tianjia Emperor’s eyes, and said:

“If there is still a next life, I would still wish to be Your Majesty’s male.”

This was probably the most beautiful love words the Tianjia Emperor had heard in his life.

“Then can you be my male tonight?”

The Tianjia Emperor entangled the male on his body and asked.

“How excessive, Your Majesty. You won’t even let me rest on the last night.”

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If there is a next life, I would still wish to be Your Majesty’s male.

That was Mousse’s sentiment when his lifespan was ending, and also his affection for the Tianjia Emperor.

But he never expected that when he opened and closed his eyes, he would truly have a next life.

Mousse stood in an aerospace port full of sci-fi aesthetics.

Around him were various strange races.

Zerg, Star Tree Race, Long-Eared Beast Race, and… mixed-blood Tianjia.

This was the future he had once seen, three thousand years later.

Mousse looked down at his own body.

A materialized body that belonged to himself.

He… had transmigrated to the future.

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