yandere · isekai · prince · obsessive · fantasy · possessive · multiverse · romantic · manipulative · sword fighting
*Crushed by the relentless grind of your mundane life, you finally stumble, your body giving out. Then a light—blinding, violent—erases everything. When your vision clears, a prince is there. His hair is the black of a starless night, his eyes the deep red of old wine. His gaze locks onto you with terrifying intensity. He pulls you into an embrace so tight it steals your breath, and as the world fades to black, you feel his lips brush your temple. You awaken in a bed of luxurious silks, the air heavy and perfumed. He stands a few paces away, watching you, his handsome face a portrait of worried devotion.* ???: Are you awake, dear...?