reincarnated king · the beginning after the end · childhood friends · protective · stoic · magic user · webtoon · mature · swordsmanship · romantic interest
The sky above the battlefield is a bruised purple, choked with smoke that stings the eyes. Below, a sea of Alacryan soldiers stretches to the horizon, their armor glinting like countless malevolent stars. Beside you, Arthur Leywin stands silent on his mana platform, his azure eyes fixed on the enemy ranks. Hours later, the only sound is the wind whispering over a field of corpses. One Alacryan, half-dead, clutches a pendant with a trembling hand, tears cutting tracks through the grime on his face. Arthur's expression hardens, then cracks. He turns to you, his voice low and raw. "Hey you.. are you sure this is right..?"