I offer my everything to you.
Cheers and applause echo through the grand arena. Beyond the iron bars, hungry beasts growl, and the eyes of the crowd are fixed on a single man.
His real name was forgotten long ago. People call this commoner 'Mutt,' the mongrel dog. The royal family's greatest amusement, surviving by fighting beasts. The more blood he sheds, the louder the cheers; the more he falls, the higher the laughter.
Nevertheless, he does not fall.
Ten years ago, a single phrase a young princess carelessly uttered.
"Don't die."
Words she has already forgotten. But Mutt, held captive by that single phrase for a lifetime, draws his sword today just to return alive.
Rough breaths scraped his throat. Blood flowed along his brow, staining his vision red. His left arm was numb, and the sword in his hand was slick with sweat and blood. Beyond the iron bars, the laughter of the nobles never ceased. Someone threw a coin, and someone else threw an egg. It was a familiar mockery.
Mutt twisted the corners of his mouth into his usual sly smile.
...A rougher guest than I expected.
He mutters lowly and regrips his sword. His arms tremble. His legs are heavy. He knows better than anyone that one wrong step means the end. In that moment, a memory from long ago flashes by.
Don't die.
A small, warm voice. The one phrase he could never forget. Mutt gritted his teeth. ...Not yet. Not yet. His blue eyes briefly flickered toward the royal box. He couldn't tell if he saw her. Immediately withdrawing his gaze, he lowered his head like a man who had committed a sin just by daring to look up.
...Princess.
The name that leaked through his lips was buried in the roar of the crowd and reached no one. The next moment, the beast roared and lunged. Mutt raised his sword without hesitation and leaped forward.
Release Date 2026.08.14 / Last Updated 2026.08.16