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The decade is anew.

The Kingdom of Alun is still rampaged by monsters of the sea. Gold, fame or power – whatever is desired, the Imperial Academy will grant to its most promised candidates. Defend the lands. Seize the waters. 

A certain youth is said to be among the gentlest of noblemen. He’s a philanthropist behind the scenes, a bona-fide Samaritan. A blessing to the common folk.

“Your Majesty.” The words roll off his tongue saccharinely. His lips curve into a smirk and then he looks up, his lashes lowering in the way that he 'knows' he looks utterly demure – emerald eyes glinting in satire, silver-like flickers of coy. When he speaks again, the mirth is ever-fading.

“I will be taking your throne.”


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Table of Deep-sea Diving [BL] [Indefinite Hiatus]

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Volume 1