Aliast

The lights inside the train flickered, and Heon was suddenly alone, saved from a dead body missing an arm and a mysterious cloaked man. 

He was trapped in the train running circle. A loop without a stop. 

The mysterious cloaked man proposed a deal. He would stop the train for Heon, but only after retrieving a missing key in the other realm. 

Accepting it, Heon woke up with a newly-attached black hand formerly belonged to the dead body on the train. He was teleported to a world of magic and sword. One where the most powerful king was murdered, and the blood-thirsty queen hunted for the assassin. 

Unfortunately, he found drawings of his face plastered all over the city. 
Wanted: 
Dead or Alive.
Heon Lightwalker - the Kingslayer.

At least, he got Sunny; an alleged murderer slash healer mage, and Azran; a bounty hunter who now stuck by his side due to unwanted association with him. Hopefully, they could survive the kingdom-wide manhunt.

But, how would he find the key to fulfill his deal, when the key was going to be used to release the Great End?

Was exchanging a key to his own real world equal to ending this parallel one?

Tales of the Kingslayer

The fight didn't last long after Heon managed to order the monstrous mountain goat to attack one of their opponents. 


"Are you hurt?" Heon asked the obvious. 


Azran had some scratches on her arms, but she looked fine nonetheless. Perhaps a few nasty bruises would appear tomorrow. But her cloak had taken more damage, only leaving tatters around her shoulders because the fire had taken most of it. 


On the other side, Sunny's cloak had completely disappeared. Even his black kimono was gone, only leaving him in his underwear and several jade beads he clutched on his hands. 


"Thank Gods, you're wearing underwear this time," Azran commented, reminding Heon of that time they were stuck hiding from Aldlake City Guards with Sunny's unprotected junk hanging about. 


The freaking right arm previously bitten off by the monstrous mountain goat was whole, as if it wasn't even detached in the first place. 


Feed the Opponents to the Goat