Shadow Guard number six, whose name is akin to the master of infiltration, Wind Master. His nickname is Sixth.
He served the Emperor as his personal bodyguard, alongside their leader, Master Art. Sixth's duty alleviated to be the Imperial Prince's bodyguard as soon as the young prince learned to walk by himself. His coworkers teased him that the Emperor was angry with him and demoted his rank to supervise the hated and ill-bringer prince, The First Prince, Prince Danial. Initially, he also thought so.
The Emperor loathed his son and unceremoniously abandoned him to the farthest place within the palace. The palace was the Cold Palace. The young prince at that time was only five years old.
He knew nothing and was still green about everything, especially
Eighteen years ago. Two months before the tragedy happened. In the Imperial Garden, during the night. The Imperial Garden brimmed with the vitality of nature, as lush of greenness spread as far as eyes could see. Colorful flowers and plants bloomed and flourished, creating a breathtaking scene under the serenity of the night. On this night, all the living beings in the garden were very energetic with the additional help of Carina's light magic. The plants energized and exuded more fragrances, filling the air with crisp and mellow scents. Carina was not alone. The small animals willingly participate, hurdled together in an inconspicuous corner, some well-hidden and some were not, accompanying her. Their appearances add layers of
"I said that my time has come." Carina calmly repeated the words. She lifted her hands, making the quote and unquoted gestures. "The ending of my life is just around the corner." A bolt of thunder seemed to strike Sofia as she stared unbelievably at Carina. She was speechless at her revelation. Did she mishear it? Seeing Sofia's dumbfounded face, Carina patted her cheek to make her soul come back to reality. "What? Could you repeat it?" Sofia blinked her eyes, her head tilted awkwardly as her round eyes stared at Carina in disbelief. She could barely hold back the snort that bubbled at the back of her throat. "I seemed to mishear your words?"
Present time.Sofia changed her outfit into a presentable one.She is completely engrossed in her gardening duty and often neglects her appearance. At the very least, when seeing Danial, she must look outwardly alright, or he might think of her as a gardener pretending to be a palace concubine.After a while, she rushed towards the Prince Pavilion, leaving behind her palace maids.She needed to deliver the thing that Carina entrusted to her. There was no way she would keep quiet any longer. Keeping a secret is a hassle and cumbersome thing. For eighteen years, she had a restless sleep and often had insomnia.That woman had not only burdened her with an unbelievable request. She also insisted on her telling him the truth. And, despite the unwillingness to do what she instructed, Sofia decided to confide everything to Danial, letting him determine his own fate.She had a feeling that Danial knew what Carina was hiding from the rest of th
It took a whole hour for the chaotic situation from before to calm down completely. The injured were sent to the hospital while Princess Natasha refused her maid's help and threw an unwarranted tantrum.She kept yelling and unreasonably lashed her anger toward the innocent maid and blamed everything on her.With her mess-up appearance, she looked like a deranged person. Her beet-red face turned several times darker when her eyes which drifted towards Danial, had unfortunately aligned with his line of sight.She felt embarrassed, and she had never thought of such a humiliating situation occurring to her upon encountering this handsome stranger.Danial tilted his head and chuckled humorously. He seemed to laugh at her miserable condition.Natasha felt a pang of sadness inside her heart, albeit the giddy feeling overwhelmed her more. That by any means, the handsome stranger had noticed her presence. He would recall her face every tim
The silence was unsettling. From a distance, someone can even hear the sound of dropping a pin onto the floor.The Bronze Pavilion became eerily quiet despite the palace crowding with people. The sudden drop in temperature, the unexpected coldness that froze out everything in its path, and the heavy pressure of tremendous Mana shrouded the place, all of this happened due to one person.The culprit who caused such disturbance casually leaned his body on the wall with his arms propped on the handrails. He looked at the kneeling humans, and some even groveling on the floor. Those people got denied the right to raise their heads by the oppressive force radiating from Danial's body. The piles of humans scattering before him kept groaning and whimpering in pain. They begged with their heads on the floor for the prince to let them off the hook.Danial said nothing. He neither felt pleasure nor guilty witnessing this scene.Instead, the brown pupils kept glowing, and the pair of irises turned
*I forgot to mention this. But, the cover picture is not mine. The credit goes to the real owner. High in Pursuit: Another Story. Kang Jae Woon is the youngest prosecutor in his department. With his handsome appearance, outstanding achievements, and impressive family background, he is being admired and envied at the same time by many people. Everyone is looking at him like he is some famous idol or celebrity. Girls always flocking around him, sought after his hard-to-get attention, but Jae Woon never once glances in their direction, nor did he replies to any of their ridiculous demands. He is a man of a few words and very serious about doing his job perfectly. He also rarely expressed his emotion to others. Do you want to hear his dreamy-like voice? Then be the criminal or his coworkers. Although, no one should probably attempt to be one(the criminal). Most of the time, he kept his mouth shut. One day, his best friend, Ha
Jae Woon manages to cry himself to his sleep. He curls his shivering body on the cold and filthy floor as this room didn't have any necessary furniture. Forget about a spacious and comfy bed in his old world, this body didn't even have a single blanket to cover himself and he always sleeps in this pitiful condition since he is a small kid. No one ever reaches their hands towards him, nor anyone feeling anything when looking at his miserable state. They will laugh, ridicule, and torture him in any fashion that suited their taste at any given time they get. For them, he is their special punching bag, and his life is only worth that much. He is what you called dead baggage in these places. Thud! Jae Woon is once again jolting up from his sleeping state. He almost bumped his head to the broken drawer beside his body as he scrambles of from the floor and sits in a squatting position while eyeing his surroundings suspiciously. What the fuck
Jae Woon stared at Mochi, unblinkingly. "Really? You will help me changing my hideous appearance? And, you will not charge me with anything?" Mochi nodded its head in enthusiasm. (Of course, host. I'm a mighty system. I already guided more than a hundred hosts, and all of them managed to complete their mission in flying colors. Just leave it to me, host!) Jae Woon's eyes once again are brimming with tears. He is suddenly started to cry and the system is flustered by its host's reaction. Why? Did I say the wrong thing to him? Mochi mentally said. Why did he cry? Aigoo...This is the first time this system is meeting such a peculiar host like him. Despite having a power that could topple the entire continent in a blink of an eye, my host is actually a pure man, with a tender maiden[?] heart. I got myself a very kindhearted host. Mochi stretched out its hand and gently rubbing Jae Woon's back. This simple gesture of