Claimed by the deranged Archduke of the North

To celebrate his graduation and a new home, Xion Aijawa happily went to buy beer. There he saw a cat hanging from the tree. While saving the cat, Xion fell into the pit and...died.

In his disoriented sate of "Freshly dead" the silly Xion accepted the request and ended up transmigrating into the world full of dungeons and Mana.

He found himself surrounding with the step siblings who hates him and father who was planning to send him as a "Gift" to some aristocrat. Who made him look like a pretty doll?

However, his face was the least of his worry at the moment. According to the memory of the original owner of the body, Xion knew he only had a month to live if he did not manage to escape.

So, taking the cover of the banquet, Xion ran away. Aided by a mysterious System Mall that allows him to buy almost anything, he makes his way to the distant borderlands, hoping to put his past behind him. But fate has other plans---Xion ends up saving Darius Rael Drakhelm, the feared Archduke of the North, notorious for his ruthless and deranged nature. The silly Xion tried to run away but...

Trapped on the Archduke's bed, Xion's heart thumped loudly when he saw Darius's smirk as the archduke's hand gently caressed his cheek.

"I've heard you tried to run away," Darius spoke. "That must be a lie... After all, I've given you things even the royal family can't have. Isn't that right, my dear healer?"

Xion gulped when Darius's thumb brushed his lower lip, "Sir, I-I think I should go now. I've overstayed my welcome..."

The room grew cold, and Xion shivered. He watched as Darius's green eyes dimmed before lighting up with a dangerous glint.

Xion felt a pit growing in his stomach when he saw the scary archduke smile. Darius never smiled. And whenever he did, it only meant trouble.

"You're right," Darius said calmly. "So let's get married."

Staring up at the imposing figure of the Archduke, Xion can't help but tremble. What have I gotten myself into?