Alexei Nikolaevich Romanov

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Alexei didn't know what would happen to him now that he was dying again. He didn't come from this world. He is a transmigrator. He came from 21st-century Earth, where modern things are available. Easy access to the internet and food was always heaven for him, and then he died due to a car accident when he went to get his take-out food from a fast food chain.

When he regained consciousness, he was reborn in this world of cultivation. He thought that he might be the main character of this world and would have a golden finger bestowed upon him, because that's what the transmigrator always gets every time they reincarnate in a new world, but he didn't. He didn't get any golden finger or a system. Still, he persevered and joined a sect to attain immortality and unparalleled strength, despite the hardship and constant killing required to obtain resources. His primary focus in cultivation and techniques is assassination. He is still capable of fighting his enemies head-on, but a quick and clean death is what he prefers. And now he is here lying and dying in an unknown place because he is betrayed by his senior brothers who don't want to share the heavenly treasures they got from this place. Oh, how wrong he is to think that he is the protagonist of this world and story, only to end up dying because of his foolishness. Death is not something foreign to him, and now he is thinking of what will happen to him. Will he be reborn again? Will he be the protagonist in his next life? Or he dies truly and joins others in oblivion. All of these were what he was thinking as he took his last breath.

November 15, 1895

"Push, Your Majesty," urged the chief midwife, assisting the noblewoman as she prepared to give birth in a large room bustling with people. This lady was the wife of the Tsar of Imperial Russia, and the atmosphere was charged with urgency and chaos. The chief midwife and her team worked diligently to wipe the sweat and blood from the lady's body, ensuring she remained as comfortable as possible. Surgeons and physicians were also present, ready to intervene in case any complications arose during the delivery or to perform a physical examination on the baby once it was born. Despite her exhaustion, the lady displayed remarkable courage as she faced the trials of childbirth.

"Push, Your Majesty! The head is showing. It will be over soon," the midwife called out again when she saw the baby's head emerging. This time, the noble lady didn't hesitate and pushed with all her strength. It worked. Soon, the room was filled with the sound of a baby crying, so loud that it seemed to resonate throughout the entire palace.

"It's a prince, Your Majesty!" the midwife exclaimed with a smile as she wiped the blood and grime from the newborn. The birth of the prince filled everyone in the room with joy. It seemed more significant to them that he was a prince rather than a princess. "And he will be a strong prince, judging by how loudly he cries!" The empress didn't hear any of this, as she was too exhausted and fell asleep as soon as she confirmed that the baby had been delivered.

Not long after the door opened, the Tsar of Imperial Russia entered upon hearing his son's cries. He looked at the baby with a smile, filled with happiness, clearly delighted that he had a prince. His gaze was pulled away when the midwife handed the baby to him to hold. He was surprised to see the baby staring back at him with wide eyes, and the infant stopped crying. The Tsar felt immense joy at having an heir, especially one who was robust, as indicated by the strength of his cries.

"Alexei, his name will be Alexei Nikolaevich," he said gently, cradling his son as he watched him drift off to sleep in his arms. Afterward, he handed the baby back to the midwife and checked on his wife. Seeing that she was simply asleep and exhausted filled him with relief. Shortly after, the rest of his family entered the room, gazing at the sleeping prince. Grand Duke Michael Alexandrovich, the third in line for succession now after his brother Grand Duke George Alexandrovich and the newly born Alexei, congratulated him with a pat on the arm. "Congratulations, brother! It seems you can relax now that you have an heir." Nicholas was glad to sense that he genuinely meant it. He smiled and replied, "Thank you, brother." He is still sad that his brother, Grand Duke George Alexandrovich, couldn't be with him at this moment. A second later, Grand Duchess Xenia Alexandrovna also offered her congratulations before turning her attention to the baby, leaving her brothers to continue their conversation.

It didn't take long for the family members to arrive and check on the baby. Once they satisfied their curiosity, they left one by one. Nicholas turned to his aide. "Arrange for a baptism as soon as possible. Also, prepare for a grand banquet to be held in the coming months to celebrate the birth of my son and heir." He spoke while they were in the birthing room together, clearly overjoyed. He was willing to spare no expense to make this the grandest banquet in centuries. Although he was still grieving the death of his father, Alexander III, this was a time for celebration. With the birth of his son and heir, it was time for the empire to revel in joy.

"Yes, Your Imperial Majesty." Boris, the trusted aide to the Tsar, replied before excusing himself to begin planning the baptism and the banquet. He needed to send letters to the nobles and other important figures in the empire. Considering the time it takes for the letters to be delivered and for guests to travel to St. Petersburg, as well as the need for the baby to be healthy enough to be presented at court, the grand banquet would be held six months from now, while the baptism could be carried out as soon as possible. Boris was thrilled that the Tsar had welcomed a son and heir as their first child with the Tsarina. He was determined to ensure that this banquet would be the grandest event held in the century. To accomplish this, he needed to gather his subordinates to develop a detailed plan.

Not long after the birth Alexei Nikolaevich Romanov. A formal Orthodox baptism was held in the Church of the Holy Apostles Peter & Paul.

Soon after that, an official announcement was made throughout the empire. It states that. "From now on, in accordance with the Fundamental Laws of the Empire, the Imperial title of Heir Tsarevich, and all the rights pertaining to it, belong to Our Son Alexei." The people rejoiced while the revolutionaries didn't.

6 months later…

Alexei was unsure whether to laugh or cry out of happiness as soon as he realized he had been reborn. No one wants to die, or at least that's what he believes. This belief is why he feels a deep sense of joy inside, even if it doesn't show on his baby face. He is curious about where he has landed this time. Given the number of visitors he receives and their fancy clothing, it seems that his new family holds a prominent position in this country or this world. He rarely laughs, even when people try to make him smile. Instead, he just stares at them with curiosity.

It was hard at first, but this is not the first time for Alexei to become a baby. Surely the first time, he didn't know about it. But the second time during his first reincarnation, surely he experienced it first hand, and it was to be in the body that can't even move freely, just shit and piss all the time. And now he is experiencing it again, and after the happiness of being reborn again subsided, comes the bitterness of living through the life of being a baby again.

Alexei was always listening to the conversations around him while pretending to sleep. He despises this body, it can hardly stay awake for more than a few hours. He only wakes up when he is hungry or needs to relieve himself. After six months of constant eavesdropping and comparing words to actions, he has begun to understand the language and his situation. He realizes he is in the Empire of Russia, with his name as Alexei, his father as Nicholas II, and his mother as Alexandra Feodorovna. This knowledge helps him understand that he is now in his original world but in the past. Oh! How he wishes he could smash everything within reach with his tiny arms and hands! But he can't. If whoever is responsible for his reincarnation had the power, why not send him back to the modern world instead of the past? Nonetheless, he calms down, after all, he has already experienced the brutality and harshness of the cultivation world. The late 1800s and early 1900s are still more appealing compared to that. Though he doesn't remember much history from his first life, he knows for certain that World War I is approaching. He also remembers so little of the name given to him by his father, Alexei, as he only knew that this Alexei was the youngest of Tsar Nicholas II's children and the only son. This leads him to wonder: where are his sisters? "Damn, there's so much to think about," he muses. The history he learned from his past life consists solely of the monarchs, their families, and the empires that existed, and even that is only a superficial understanding. He guesses he will have to make the best of what he has. Still, he promises himself to live this life to the fullest and to avoid dying before reaching old age, after all, he has yet to experience what it means to grow old.

During these 6 months, Alexei was trying to feel qi in this world using many cultivation techniques he knows from the cultivation world. He noted that the qi in this world is very thin, he can hardly feel it, but it's there. After repeated tries of using many cultivation techniques, from high grade to the lowest. Only the low quality body cultivation technique that he got from his second life works. It is a cultivation technique that enhances body strength, agility and senses. It only strengthens the body and nothing more. He got bitter after confirming that he can't try cultivating some powerful cultivation techniques that can let him conquer this world with ease and be revered as God. But he soon got over it. He will not conquer the world anyway. Oh, the drama and politics that comes with it already gives him a headache. All he wants is to live as freely as possible. Being Tsesarevich is already a privilege, while being emperor is more than one can expect. If he and his family will survive the revolutions of course. He doesn't want to play politics if he can, if possible solve everything through assassination but he knows that it is impossible in this world. Well, he will face it when the time comes.

Anyway, Maybe the heaven defying techniques are just powerful for this world or he got nerfed before reincarnating for balance or the qi is not sufficient enough for other cultivation techniques. No matter what, this body cultivation technique is still enough for him to at least survive this world that is full of revolutions, uprising and wars. Right now, Alexei is trying to cultivate the only cultivation technique that works in this world while pretending to sleep. Who knows how long it is for him to get through level 9 Body Cultivation? The qi here in this world is so thin that it might never exist if not for his complete cultivation technique. So, he better start early than nothing.

Alexei is currently pretending to be asleep while he examines his body for any diseases or issues. He has discovered that he indeed has a disease, but he is unsure of what it is. Nevertheless, he wants to determine if his body cultivation technique can cure or at least suppress the illness. He feels nervous because this is a low-quality cultivation technique, and he worries it might not be effective against this type of disease. Fortunately, after repeated attempts and channeling qi into his body, Alexei begins to feel a slow and gentle healing process taking place, although he knows it will take some time. Still, he is grateful to realize that the disease can be healed.

Alexei didn't know how long he was faking his sleeping when he got disturbed by one of his maids. Seriously, he didn't even have his own privacy in this world. He thought. "Your Imperial Highness, it's time to wake up for the banquet." She took Alexei into her arms and started dressing him like a peacock that is itchy to the max. He doesn't want to go through this experience again if he can avoid it, but he can't, so he remains silent while watching the maid dress him. He listens to her talk, pretending for him to understand her, even though he actually can.

Alexei was taken from his room by the maid and brought to his mother, who smiled brightly when she saw him arrive. She embraced him and showered his face with kisses, much to his annoyance. Despite this, he continued to express his irritation, flailing his arms in an attempt to stop her, which only made her laugh more.

"Look at our little Alexei, he doesn't want her mother's kisses anymore." She pretended to pout and look at her husband who was beside her watching this all while smiling brightly. The other members of their family were content to only watch the interaction from afar.

"You can kiss him more after the banquet if you want, but we need to go now and present Alexei to the guests." With that, the Tsar of Imperial Russia stood up from his seat and began leading his wife and family to the banquet hall where the nobles and important people of the empire are currently waiting for them.

Banquet Hall

"Damn, these people are really dressed for the occasion, and what is this? Too much perfume." That's what Alexei initially thought when he saw the people in the banquet hall. Even from the door, he can already smell the different perfumes these people spray themselves with and he already feels dizzy by the smell. They all stood up when the Tsar of Imperial Russia arrived with his family. They were all smiling and offered blessings like it was just the cheapest thing in the world. But Alexei knew that behind the smiling faces are snakes ready to pounce when there's an opportunity to strike. Still, he really didn't care much about what they think, he's already satisfied as long as they don't bother him and those he cares about. Does he have someone he cares about in this world? That requires time to think about since he really doesn't feel very much attached to his current family.

Soon, Alexei was being held by his personal maid and paraded like some kind of a saint in front of these people. Alexie memorizes the names of people as they are introduced. He knows this will be useful in the future. He doesn't know much about these historical people, he only knows the names of the relevant organizations or revolutionaries. Who studies history while they are in high school? All he cared about at that time was games.

He played it cool while being paraded, only resorting to staring and sometimes smiling if there is something interesting. But damn, these perfumes are killing his nostrils already. He complained in his mind.

He also met his uncle, Grand Duke Michael Alexandrovich of Russia, he looks happy even though he is moved back to third in line to the throne after the birth of Alexei.

It didn't take long for Alexei to fall asleep while being led by his personal maid with the tsar and tsarina throughout the banquet and his father orders his son to be taken back to his room to rest and announces for the real banquet to begin which made the people say "Za zdorovje" and the banquet truly begins with alcohol and presenters being bought which liven the atmosphere more. The party lasted until evening when the tsars and tsarina retired to their rooms for rest.

Alexei didn't know if the banquet was really for him or just an excuse by his father and mother to party when he heard how long the party lasted but he didn't care, at least peace came back after a week. He began cultivating with gusto to gain some strength to at least crawl or stand up soon because it really feels suffocating just lying and waiting for the maids to pick you up. By the speed that he is gaining qi, Alexei estimated that he will be 2 years old by the time he reaches level 1 body cultivation technique which is quite slow by his standard and he can't do anything about it. Still, he is thankful that he can be ahead of other people in this world in terms of strength. While thinking, Alexei thought that he might need 3 years to reach level 2 body cultivation after reaching level 1 body cultivation to reach the strength of an average adult with the body of a child. And that's what Alexei does until he reaches 5 years old, cultivating.