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

Heon gagged and the God of Fakes released him from the deadly french kiss.


"Your taste is so bad, I could mistake you for a corpse!"


Beside them, Azran and Tero were also surprised. Perhaps even in shock. So, it wasn't a norm for a God to kiss a person either. However, Sunny was on another level of being amused. He literally rolled on the floor, laughing his ass off.


If he was too busy taking heavy breaths, he'd reciprocate the feeling and insult her back. As it was, Heon merely glared at her.


If the kiss Rhena gave him instantly made butterflies flutter their wings in his stomach, then the one Tornee gave instantly made his stomach churn with an intention to puke its contents.


"But, it makes me wonder …" Tornee locked her gaze with him, as if trying to look through his soul. "I think I've kissed you before."


"Don't be so hasty. I will never forget the ones I kissed." Tornee said with such certainty. "And I know I have kissed you once."


The Price