Sebastian Leodegrance was fated to bring about the world's end, his path irrevocably marked by the three scars etched across his left eye as proof of his unholy contract with Ardalas, the Evil God.

His insatiable thirst for power would have been enough to conquer all, even without the infernal blessing, but now not even the divine intervention of the Goddess could thwart his ambitions.

With purposeful strides, he marched toward Cassiopeia to claim the hand of the renowned Princess Ava Cassia, a woman whose veins coursed with the blood of greatness. But as he drew closer, he discovered that the Princess had been exchanged with her Lady in Waiting.

"Yes. I am the replacement. You have been fooled!"

***

"From now on, Isla, call me Elder Sister."

The person in front of her was the brightest constellation in the world. Ava Cassia... the Princess who was even prettier than the Nereids. But it was like looking in the mirror.

She looked exactly like her.

"Maybe the Goddess sent you to me so we can become Sisters. How about it, my dear Isla? Would you call me Sister?"

Her most cherished treasure; her Elder Sister, Ava.

"I'm sorry, Sister... this is the only way."

"You must replace me. Because if I bear his child... this world would perish..."

The Tyrant's Replacement Bride

Blood streamed from his left eye, tainting his vision with crimson, while his breathing labored with both pain and an underlying cause unrelated to his wound. 


Cradled in his lap lay the emaciated little cat, Dorothy, whom he had just reclaimed. Yet, her feeble cries had ceased, leaving behind a haunting silence that pierced his heart. 


"Why are you wandering so far this time...? Why can't you be more careful...?" 


Seated in the somber confines of the dark alley, Sebastian clung tightly to the lifeless form of the small cat, her diminishing warmth slipping away from his grasp. 


"Didn't I always say... to never let anyone else approach you?" 


Aira and Reon