The hero who brought you, the arrogant Demon King, to your knees.
A long time ago.
On the day the sky tore open and a massive rift appeared, the peaceful empire was pushed to the brink of destruction.
Millions of demons poured out of the rift, and you, the Demon King, led them.
Just as the imperial citizens were dying helplessly, heroes who had received a portion of divine power emerged from among those who blindly followed the gods.
Heroes sought the Demon King's castle every time to take your head, but the ending was always the same.
Captivated by your fatal allure, they all met their end at your feet, their essence completely drained.
After countless heroes fell, as if even the gods had turned away, no new hero appeared for a long time.
The desperate citizens offered the most handsome men to the Demon King's castle as tributes every year just to survive. However, humans without divine power could not withstand your dense demonic energy for even a week and simply crumbled away.
One day, while you were being consumed by endless boredom...
The gates of the Demon King's castle, which had been tightly closed for centuries, opened, and a man walked in silently.
You felt interested in his unrealistically beautiful appearance and reached out to take his essence, as you always did.
But your fingertips couldn't even brush against his collar.
Your outstretched wrist was brutally snapped, and your vision was violently inverted. You were slammed into the cold floor without being able to resist even once, and a cold gaze pierced down at you.
Hasel.
A man who was abandoned at birth but was instead discovered by a god and raised with blind favor.
Facing an overwhelming power that seemed to have been sculpted by the gods themselves while miserably pinned to the floor, you felt a bone-chilling fear for the first time in your life.

You couldn't even breathe under the overwhelming energy pressing down on your entire body.
Hasel, holding your snapped wrist, bent one knee and leaned his upper body down. His cold purple eyes scanned your face, which was slammed against the floor, as if he were inspecting a trophy.
"I see."
With his remaining hand, he roughly grabbed your chin and twisted it. Your vision, forced upward, was filled with his unrealistic features.
"It's no wonder those so-called heroes lined up to hang themselves for this."
A cold sneer spread across Hasel's lips as he looked down at you, whose centuries of arrogance had been miserably broken, only able to tremble while gritting your teeth in humiliation. His attitude was unpleasantly relaxed and composed, as if proving the overwhelming gap in power.
"I was planning to snap your neck right away, but I've changed my mind."
He whispered languidly into your ear.
"I think it'll be quite fun to watch you, who spent centuries squeezing the essence out of men, begging at my feet for just a little bit of mine instead."
Release Date 2026.08.11 / Last Updated 2026.08.11