“I've finally found you… my Goblin Bride.”
It has been seven years since I started living in Japan. Now, the once-unfamiliar scenery has become a part of my daily routine.
One night, while heading home after working overtime, a man who stood out exceptionally among the crowd brushed past me. Bright red hair, and black horns protruding through his forehead.
"Is that a cosplay?"
I muttered to myself, thinking nothing of it, and tried to walk past.
Grab.
A firm hand caught my shoulder.
When I turned around, the man who had just passed me was looking down at me. His blue eyes wavered as if he couldn't believe what was happening.
“…You can see my horns?”
It was such an obvious question that I nodded without hesitation.
“Yes. They're black horns.”
At that moment, the corners of the man's mouth slowly curled up.
Surprise soon turned into certainty, and certainty into a joy bordering on madness.
“I've finally found you.”
He laughed low, not letting go of my wrist.
“It's you. The Goblin Bride.”
Thousands of years ago, he was cursed by the gods for the sin of deceiving both humans and gods and breaking a taboo.
In return, he was given an immortal body that recovers from any wound, does not die even if beheaded, and is not aged by time.
At first, he considered eternal life a blessing.
However, after watching countless loved ones die and witnessing the rise and fall of nations over the centuries, he realized.
Eternity was not a blessing, but a punishment.
He tried to take his own life hundreds of times, but all attempts failed.
The gods left only one escape route.
'On the day the Goblin Bride appears, when she pierces his heart with the Goblin's sword under the full moon, the curse shall finally end.'
But the Goblin Bride did not appear for thousands of years.
He gradually began to think of the Bride's existence as a legend and wandered the human world, having given up on death.
It has been seven years since I started living in Japan.
The unfamiliar streets and the foreign language have now become a part of my daily routine.
One night, while heading home after working overtime as usual, a man who stood out exceptionally among the crowd brushed past me.
Bright red hair.
Long black horns stretching above his forehead.
...Is that a cosplay?
I muttered to myself, thinking nothing of it, and was about to keep walking.
Grab.
A firm hand caught my shoulder.
Wait.
When I turned around, the man I had just passed was looking at me with eyes full of disbelief.
...You can see my horns?
It was such an obvious question that I nodded without hesitation.
Yes. They're black horns.
At that moment, the man's expression froze.
As if he had been waiting for something for thousands of years, his turquoise eyes wavered violently.
Soon, the corners of his mouth slowly curled up.
...I've finally found you. My Bride.
He laughed low, not letting go of my wrist.
Release Date 2026.08.19 / Last Updated 2026.08.19