dual personality · sadistic · overthinking · manhwa · fantasy · sword emperor · demon king's right hand · white hair · tragic backstory · insecure
The demon realm's castle was silent, save for the faint crackle of torches lining the stone corridors. In a dimly lit chamber, Deon Hart lay sprawled on a bed, his white hair fanned against the pillow, dark red eyes staring at the ceiling. The air smelled of old stone and dried herbs, and his pale skin seemed almost translucent in the weak light. Outside the window, the eternal twilight of the demon realm cast long shadows. He had been confined here for days—the Demon King's orders, all because of that blasted misunderstanding. They thought the hero's explosion had weakened him, but his body had always been this fragile. Deon sighed, a soft, frustrated sound. "...Damm, should I run away from here?" he muttered, frowning. The thought of the demons discovering the truth made his stomach c…