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This novel has been my favorite for a while and so I decided to pick it up! but I would have to announce that my translations are all MTL! but wait! it’s not pure MTL! I edit it enough for everyone to understand, and I try my best to make it as understandable as possible!
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Prologue
A blizzard blew, and the rough air mixed with white crystals cut through the forest sharply. Despite that, Seiad managed to raise his head in it. The wind was overwhelming enough to crush his back and make him fall. The cold wind of winter that had been with him all his life was unfamiliar and cold today. Everywhere he touched on his body, it froze and hurt as if his flesh was falling off.
Blood filled his mouth from his insides as he coughed. Tears that were filled with blood flowed down every time his chest heaved up and down. A sour and fishy smell came from all over the place. Despite the white snow, his surroundings were all red. He barely lifted his frozen eyelids, and slowly captured sight of what was lying in front of him.
There was blood splattered all over the blood-stained and drooping faces. The bodies piled up on the cold ground formed small mountains in various places. Countless people were dead and left there in the silence. Nobody was left unscathed. There was a huge wound that seemed to have been dealt by a strong force, carved into the bodies of the deceased. The expressions of the dead were all empty and surprised, as if they had no idea what had happened to them.
Seiad knew what caused the wound. He had recognized the faces of those lying down.
“I can see him over here! I found him!”
“Everyone, come here!”
He thought he could hear someone shouting in the distance, and he increasingly began to feel the presence. After a few minutes, the presence that came running from a distance away loomed over Seiad’s back. The shadows that were casted surrounded Seiad in an instant. A strong impact, similar to what Seiad possessed, pierced his skin. It emanated from the guardians and knights of the kingdom who had chased him all this time.
“I’ll get rid of the shadows as much as I can so that the devil can’t use his powers. Be careful, everyone.”
As the man’s voice was heard, a white light brighter than the sun spread through the air. However, even the white-colored light everywhere could not hide the misery in front of them.
“Zion, be careful not to get too close to him.”
“I understand, Nova. Get ready to behead him at any time. Stella will tie him up.”
Buried in the snow, the quiet steps drew closer and closer. Seiad knelt down, looked ahead, and remained motionless. He felt the eyes of those who were keenly wary of him remaining still.
Eventually, the frozen ground trembled and vibrated, and dried root vines sprang up from the hard soil. Thick and hard tree roots began to hold Seiad tight, holding his ankles, thighs, and waist. It wasn’t until the whole body was so tightly tied that it was difficult to move that people slowly approached him. A shadow casted over Seiad’s face.
“He was called ‘the Devil of Solias’, and he eventually embodied his moniker.”
A voice filled with hatred rang over Seiad’s head. Seiad neither raised his head nor responded. He just stared at the bodies he had been looking at since earlier on. The man, who turned his eyes to the place where Seiad was looking, clenched his teeth as the scene was miserable. Then, he pulled out the sword that he kept.
“Yes, they are all the innocent knights you’ve slaughtered! I can’t even count how many there are!”
With a scream-like cry, the man swung his sword as if to cut Seiad’s throat at any moment, but the woman standing beside him stopped him before the blade could touch his neck.
“Zion, stop! The execution of Titer is beyond our jurisdiction.”
“This terrible devil ought to die as soon as possible!”
The word ‘Devil’ rang in Seiad’s ears, sounding both deafening yet muffled to his severely damaged eardrums. The blood that had been flowing from his forehead trailed down his eyebrows and had spread to his eyelashes. His heavy lashes tinted his vision red. In the scenes dyed red, Seiad realized that all those bodies piled up in front of him were lives taken away by his own hands.
Not by anyone else, but by his own hands, the Titer who was supposed to protect the country.
Memories that had been painted black came back slowly. It was strange. Like viewing other people’s work from behind a glass pane, flashes of what he had done began to come to mind one by one. He felt like he was seeing what someone else did.
During the last month of the cold season, Seiad had been fighting non-stop to kill Nirahs, also known as raging monsters. Every time he used his powers, his consciousness disappeared, and when he came to his senses, he was killing things he should protect, not things he should kill.
Why the hell did this happen?
In the distant past, a Titer, who became wild because it could not control its power, has existed before. However, there has never been such a large number of massacres in history. Even if there were some who killed Nirahs and humans because they couldn’t tell them apart, Seiad never heard of a Titer who killed their own race in such a horrible fashion.
He didn’t understand that at all. Seiad had been more wary of rampages than others. On days when he worked, he would always find a guide (who would help stabilize his powers and maintain his sanity), and ensure that the match between his guide and him was perfect. Seiad was never certain if they were wholly compatible, but with a guide who had always looked after him, such incidents should not have happened…
There was no way of knowing what had happened. Seiad didn’t know where it went wrong, or why he had suddenly lost consciousness at the end of the cold season.
“Nova, Zion, back off. Your Highness is here.”
The cries and angry murmurs that had been ringing in Seiad’s ears suddenly calmed down. In the quiet air, he heard the sounds of someone walking. The sound of stepping on the snow rang across the space, and soon a tall man stopped in front of Seiad. The smell of frost flowers spread delicately in a place filled with only the smell of wind and blood soaked in the blizzard. So faintly that only Seiad could notice.
“Your highness, please…! I beg you, please save innocent lives.”
Seiad slowly turned around and looked up. At the end of his slowly rising gaze, there was a pale and gentle face. It was the face of Prince Lesath, known as the rising sun of Solias. The little boy, who once had to look up at Seiad, was now looking down at him at a height taller than he was.
“The Grand Duke of Axid.”
Unlike others, the low voice was not rough, but smooth. It didn’t tremble with anger or hatred. It was calm and relaxed as always. It’s been a long time since the eyes that used to look at Seiad with a smile, containing the night sky, have changed since then.
A dry, cold stare, as if it were a waste to even use one’s emotions.
“Is this the way you wanted it to be? How can you bleed so much blood because you couldn’t handle your own powers?”
In response to the question that seemed to express sincere curiosity, Seiad pursed his lips. Despite the pouring criticism and the terrible facts being revealed, his neck which did not move flinched. He didn’t know what to say, but somehow he felt like he had to say something. But what came out of his open mouth was not his voice, but a dark red lump of blood.
Cough, a low cough echoed and blood poured out. Seiad vomited blood every time his chest swelled up and down. Prince Lesath watched the scene for a moment in silence.
His body, which was stronger than anyone else, was now at its limit due to the combined attack of all Titer’s in the kingdom. He was going to die anyway, even if his throat wasn’t cut. Death was getting closer. Seiad’s insides were muddy, and his outsides turned like a rag.
“There is no one to save you. The Crown Prince handed over your punishment to me.”
Seiad closed his eyes when he heard that the crown prince he had been serving would not come to rescue him. He expected it from the moment he realized what he had done when he came to his senses. The number of people he killed during the rampage was too many to count. In this situation, even the king, not the crown prince, would not be able to save him. No one.
The end of his life-long loyalty was futile. He wondered if the amount of the blood that had been buried under the crown prince’s order was only for this ending. The crown prince, who had promised to reveal his mother’s death, did nothing in the end.
No one could have predicted that he would go on a rampage like this, and although he felt like there was nothing he could do, it was endlessly miserable that his Lord and guide, who had always promised to be by his side and calm him down, was not here with him now.
Pain flooded in, rather than anger or betrayal. He felt as if his heart had been empty, and felt so hopeless that he was frightened. Strangely enough, as if his soul, which had not felt anything for a long time, suddenly regained its emotions, Seiad was overwhelmed by unbearable loneliness that was hard to handle,
Is this what the end of a life that had been running without looking back for a lifetime looks like?
After losing his mother unjustly, Seiad has lived only by looking at one thing. To firmly put the crown prince on the throne, who vowed to reveal his mother’s innocence, he killed Nirahs more than anyone else and built up his contribution, and kept Second Prince Lesath in check. The only thing left by his side was the Crown Prince, but his only existence was not here now. Far from saving him, he didn’t even watch his death.
It was all just, in vain.
Seiad struggled to open his eyes and see those surrounding him. Zion, the man glaring at him with bloodshot red eyes, was the beloved Titer of the kingdom, Nova was a girl who respected and followed Seiad, and Stella was a companion who had been taking care of him even after he cut everyone around him. Among all these Titer’s, only Seiad was ugly.
He was all alone here. with the contemptuous glares he received from all of his acquaintances and even abandoned by the lord he served.
Looking away from them, Seiad looked at Prince Lesath. Seeing Seiad’s pale face, who had no will to rebel, the prince quietly put the tip of his sword in the center of his chest. The purple eyes of the night sky stared down at Seiad. Looking at his cold, dry face, with contempt. Seiad suddenly recalled a certain past.
‘Eid. Don’t abandon me…’
There was a time when only Seiad embraced the little prince. Since the day he approached the prince who lived in the abandoned palace where no one came, the prince only followed Seiad like a little bird. But it was a very distant past.
On the day Seiad told him that he would not visit him again with the fall of his family, The prince cried and clung to his feet. Crying and pleading desperately, as if his status didn’t matter.
The moment the moist purple eyes overlapped with the current prince, Seiad encountered a painful realization. That all these people, standing on the other side, were those whom Seiad had abandoned with his own hands.
“There will never be another person as terrible as you in this world again.”
The prince closed his mouth as if he didn’t even want to talk to him anymore. A blue vein stood in his white hand holding the handle of the long sword. After a brief silence, the long, straight fingers clasped the handle tightly. The hand that made the decision moved at once.
Seiad felt a sharp, piercing pain as the sword penetrated him. A freezing pain cut through his bones and engulfed his entire body. He couldn’t breathe. Finally, the pulsating heart cracked, signaling the end. The pain was quick. Before long, his consciousness began to disappear.
As he approached the final moments that felt both short and eternal, Seiad was faced with intense regret. He wondered if every moment he had done leading up to this end was really what he wanted.
Yes, at least one thing was certain. Seiad never wanted to kill so many lives. He lived alone with no one by his side for this purpose, but there was always a sense of duty that he would do everything he could underlying his actions. It was all driven by the same determination that he would sacrifice the lives of a few in order to save more lives.
If it were possible to turn back time, even for just one day, he wanted to prevent this from happening even by killing himself. But in the end, he knew that it is only the belated regret of a dying person, and that it cannot happen.
The lingering consciousness disappeared. Black darkness fell, and he felt nothing. With the sensation of his body, which had been holding his soul, disappearing, a complete end came.
As he disappeared into the darkness, Seiad was suddenly swept away by a strange illusion. The Royal Palace was on fire, and the Nirahs climbed over the broken walls. Countless people were trampled or eaten to death by large and small black monsters, and the sun that used to light up the sky disappeared in an instant, and a moonless night came. Finally regaining their night, the Nirahs slaughtered all those who fled without leaving anyone alive. Blood flowed like a river, and screams filled the air.
‘What is this…?’
Seiad urgently looked around. Titer’s, who were supposed to kill Nirahs, was nowhere to be seen. In the meantime, people disappeared with desperate screams while being eaten by Nirahs.
‘Stop, stop! Where is everyone!’
Seiad’s cry did not come out. It just echoed horribly in his mind. By the time many deaths were covered in his eyes, the place in front of him changed.
In the collapsing palace, Seiad saw Prince Lesath standing alone with a sword. At his feet, many knights who died fighting were lined up. In front of the prince who was alone, a huge Nirah, never seen before, cast a shadow. The snake-like monster, which seemed to have been made by collecting twisted nightmares, opened its huge mouth and soon rushed toward Lesath.
As soon as the monster’s mouth was about to swallow the prince, Seiad opened his eyes.
T/N: Hello guys this story is a really interesting series and I hope you enjoy!! Also the author is the same author as the bl manhwa ‘define the relationship’ so it must be good heheheh~ (❛◡˂̵ ̑̑✧)
+++ the cover of this novel is actually Prince Lesats if you wanted to see how handsome he is!! Seiad is described as having gray eyes and gray hair so I hope it doesn’t confuse people! :))
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