Un pays gigantesque. Deux royaumes que tout oppose. L'une est une Princesse méprisée et haïe par tous. Constamment dans la fuite, ne tentant pas de redorer son image auprès des siens, elle a encore moins le courage de se donner la mort pour mettre un terme à sa douleur. Dans ses veines circule l'essence noire des guerriers. L'autre est un Prince sûr de lui mais cherchant sa place dans le monde, lui qui a fermé les yeux pendant trop longtemps sur l'injustice et la souffrance de son peuple. Une prise de conscience, aussi douloureuse que nécessaire, le fera sortir de sa léthargie. Dans ses veines circule l'essence blanche des mages. Deux êtres séparés par une faille immense coupant tout un pays en deux. Deux facettes d'une même pièce. Deux héritiers différents mais si semblables, condamnés à gouverner leurs royaumes respectifs. Ils abhorrent cette responsabilité mais leur destin est scellé. Personne ne leur a donné le luxe de choisir. Ensemble, ils devront s'entendre, se serrer les coudes, continuer à vivre malgré tout, renoncer à leurs rêves, faire taire leurs peurs et angoisses... Pour l'avenir de Viraedra tout entier.

I shouldn't have been walking around alone at night. I shouldn't have stopped and watch the obviously crazy man set the building on fire. And I sure of hell shouldn't have accidentally caught his attention. Then maybe, just maybe I wouldn't have been kidnapped by the world's most evil super villain. And then hopefully right now I wouldn't be wishing that he wasn't completely crazy, and wanted to kill every super hero in the world, and that he would, I don't know, take me to the movies, hold my hand as we walked together, or maybe take me to dinner one night. You know normal, cute couple stuff. Instead he likes to kick puppies when no ones watching, dropping me from high buildings, and throwing people into traffic, annoyingly. Maybe if I had just minded my own business and kept walking, maybe I wouldn't have been taken by someone who's whole mission in life is to watch every super die, and cackle evilly while he thinks of it. Maybe if I had just minded my own business and kept walking, maybe I wouldn't start feeling bad for this super villain. Maybe I wouldn't be questioning everything I've ever learned about him. And God forbid, I wouldn't be loving a villain.