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

Sebastian stopped in his tracks when he heard Isla's voice behind him. He turned to see her standing in front of their tent. They had just arrived back, drenched in the previous rainstorm, and he had just dropped her there to change clothes. 


"Come here," Isla said to him and turned toward the tent, entering it. 


Sebastian narrowed his eyes but complied nevertheless. He entered the tent to see Isla undressing and then froze in place. This woman... despite already seeing his memory, she... 


Sebastian flinched when a towel was thrown to his face. He pulled it down to see Isla stood in front of him, naked. No, she didn't intend to tempt him or anything. She just stood there with her back to him, searching for a change of clothes. 


"Do you... pity me?" Sebastian asked in disbelief. 


"I do," Isla answered. "Get changed. I want to see His Majesty." 


She Was Pitying Him