Betrayed. Forgotten. Manipulated. Used.
A lovely girl, transformed with pure rage and bloodlust, sits atop Levergore's throne, solely by her charming wit and great cunning. Livian Burgundreth I is known across the nations of the world for her noble mien, immense power, wisdom, and good heart. Said heart bled black until it shriveled and became no more. Evil lies under a meticulous mask to the public.
Alexandre the Surnameless suffers greatly at Livian's hands, as he flees his childhood home, bloodied, wearisome, and aggrieved, across Knarlegogge Wilderness. All he has is a golden necklace given to him as he was born, a few coins, and a flimsy knife. Moreover, Knarlegogge Wilderness is said to host unholy demons; intense darkness shrouds them from sight.
Gwendolyn, too, has suffered at Livian's hands, but the wound is far less raw, as they passed eons ago. Acclaimed for her accomplishments, learned knowledge, and bravery in the midst of battle, the Fae princess must prepare to one day, lead her people. However, dark forces are rising, and moons were swiftly becoming suns. Her people are not near as great as they were in the olden times, and even then, despite resistance, they had failed.
They could not afford to fail again.
Crimson Heart.
Refugia's hidden legacy and its shackles.
The moment I discovered it, I knew.
The wheels of a great and mysterious fate had begun to turn.
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Original story: HYBE
Co-planning: HYBE / NAVER WEBTOON