The alliance with the Demon King… that was only the first step. Now, it was time to turn toward the Beast Kingdom. But this would not be easy.
The Beast Kingdom was a realm of fierce pride and brutal strength, ruled by ancient laws written in blood and sharpened claws. Mercy was weakness. Power was everything.
I needed Vornark's help—more than that, I needed him as an ally. He was not just strong or another beast with potential. He was the rightful heir to the Beast Kingdom. The current king? That was his uncle. The same man who had betrayed Vornark's father, seized the throne by force, and buried the truth beneath layers of lies and blood.
I knew the truth. Vornark's parents… they were still alive. Locked away, forgotten, deep inside the Beast Kingdom's most terrible prison. Even Vornark didn't know this yet. But I did. I had lived through what came after the walls collapsed. I had seen what happened when it was already too late.
But this time… things would be different.
