The king’s seed, Okran, and her Guardian Warrior, Duran.
Okran, just before blooming, was brutally murdered by a rival faction,
and Duran, enduring like a Malicious Spirit for seven years, prevented any other candidate from ascending to the throne.
Then, at the brink of death,
Duran returned to 17 years ago.
To a past where only Okran, Duran’s king, Duran’s flower, was gone.
Unlike before, this time, horns sprouted on Duran’s head.
A pair of ivory horns, proof of being a king’s seed.
Thus, Duran decided to continue Okran’s unfinished revenge.
To save everyone.
Because the dead don’t know, because it ends with death.
Duran will save everyone who drove Okran to her death
and torment them endlessly.
I was truly soft-hearted yet cruel.
I know it because I’ve experienced it.
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Those left alive beside the dead suffer more.
So, my revenge will grow larger, become softer,
“You’re still alive, aren’t you?”
and become more cruel.
Giving affection to no one, giving no piece of their heart freely,
yet Flower Monarch Duran saves everyone and mourns the dead.
Even before blooming the king’s flower, Duran’s subtle fragrance spreads across the nine countries.
