Runaway Prince
At the modern times, a certain young university student had dreamed a single dream every night for the rest of his life. The smell of blood and death, walking corpses and monsters that devours every living being. He saw a handsome blond man with cold purple eyes with a gaze that pierces through everything, his sword that glows a golden aura in the middle of the battlefield and slices through everything with a serene and perfect movements leaving a golden dust and ashes. And every time he waved his hand a gold light flows out from his arms and healed his men.
Alfred, a freshman at the prestigious university had live his life through pain and hardships, with a drunkard and abusive father who causes him a problem every now and then. He knows that he can’t rely on him so he had to work as a part timer at night and study at day, every time he felt that he had no escape from this reality he always read his old and tattered book called ‘Sanguine’, A fantasy book where the story revolve at the 6th prince a son of a King and a beautiful barons’ daughter. It is a typical munchkin novel where the mc is bullied because of his blood red hair who fight against the monster and society and claiming the throne at the end.
At the middle of the night, a guy in a convenience store uniform Alfred is walking with a fed-up expression on his face. Maybe because of his tyrant-like manager or the fact that his abusive father will take his hard-earned money and beat him before he rest. Suddenly a feeling of someone’s gaze had penetrated his body, a sense of danger and urgency had surge. Cold bullets of sweats formed at his forehead, his lips had dry and a cold feeling of metal pierces through his back and lose his consciousness. I was stab.
