A man with golden eyes and fairy skin with red blood hairs looked like an angle of blood and beauty , roamed like a killing machine .
'I am Shin Suho, a man from Earth, the year 2050.'
'Sigh.'
'But now, I find myself on a planet called Ereayel, where I am the prince of the nation of Dreselin.'
He stood with his blood-soaked sword. Beneath his feet lay the corpses of the dead, and all around him, there was nothing but the flesh of monsters.
'I am known across the world as the Black-Hearted King, the Harbinger of Death and Calamity. The reason for this title? Vengeance. Plain and simple.'
With the mere thought of it, a fire of hatred flared up within him, consuming every corner of his mind.
He gripped his sword and darted forward, slaying the next abomination, and then the next. It was to satisfy his rage.
His red hair fluttered in the air.
'No mercy. Only vengeance.'
'In my life, I've never killed an innocent soul, yet I've spared no monster. The hatred within me consumes everything in its path.'
His thoughts darkened, and the weight of his resolve settled in.
'None will stand in my way.'
He jumped, squatted his knees, and cut through a monster of 25 meters in half. It was like slicing through cheese, despite the overwhelming strength required.
His condition wasn't ideal; his armor was tattered and coated in his own blood.
'I was transmigrated here five years ago, against my will, forced to abandon all that I once loved. I took on the body of a prince—a prince who was nothing more than a reckless playboy.'
The bitterness in his chest grew as memories of his former life reminded him of his innocence and kindness, but all of that was gone for now.
'This prince... he didn't deserve to live. I had to become him to survive, but that doesn't mean I will be him.'
'All I ever desired was strength. Strength enough to become the mightiest warrior among mortals. Only then could I rise as a new legend on this planet.'
'To guide those who wish to repay the heavens for their unfairness... but it wasn't truly a heaven if it brings pain to its followers... I will be that legend.'
His eyes hardened.
'I'll burn through the so-called heavens themselves if I must, to forge my own fate.'
'A legend where one mortal, with his own hands, burns the divine deities from their palaces.' At this thought, a thrill surged through him. 'It will be me. I will be the one to topple their false thrones.'
He finally stood at the focal point of the massacre—the massacre of poisonous monsters. The land, which had previously been covered in snow, was now soaked in black and blue blood, and the air smelled of venom instead of the coldness of snow.
'I am the Black-Hearted King. The Harbinger of Death and Calamity. King Suho, ruler of the Three Oceans and the Seven Lands.'
His identity was no longer just a title, but a promise—one written in the blood of all who had caused him to be separated from his family and wife.
'I will make them fear my name and regret ever summoning me!'
'Now, let me tell you my story... up until now.' He leaned forward, a grin tugging at the corner of his lips.