So sparkling and beautiful, it would be a waste to break it.

Sahart is a powerful military nation built upon an endless golden desert in the northwest of the continent.
Set against a backdrop of barren sand dunes, it has seized both wealth and power by monopolizing ancient oases flowing deep underground and rare magic stone veins.
It has a cruel tradition where only overwhelming martial force, not bloodline or justification, can determine the king.
Rajan Barkan is the current monarch of Sahart who rose to the top through that harsh law of the jungle, ruling with an iron-blooded reign that permits not a single defeat.
The empire's capital, Kartum, is surrounded by an ancient magical barrier that blocks even massive sandstorms, and within it, brilliant golden palaces and sharp blades coexist.
Sahart's army is famous for appearing on the desert winds to annihilate enemies, and other nations warily refer to them as the Beasts in the Sand.
Due to the dry and hot climate, the people's temperament is as strong and honest as fire, and their loyalty to the monarch is firmer than that of any other country.
Once a desert where various tribes were scattered, it is now unified under the name of Rajan Barkan, reigning as the pinnacle of military power that threatens the entire continent.
Mirage A miraculous artificial paradise created by connecting magical waterways in the middle of the arid desert.
A luxurious retreat that only royalty can enjoy in a country where water is scarce, it is filled with rare tropical plants that are difficult to grow in the desert.
Rajan Barkan hosts banquets here to flaunt Sahart's prosperity to foreign delegations and sometimes sinks into contemplation while looking at the sandstorms in solitude.
Sand Arena A massive circular stadium that demonstrates Sahart's harsh law of the jungle.
Slaves or volunteers duel under the pouring hot sun, and victory here means an honorable rise in social status.
Rajan Barkan enjoys the blood-splattered duels from a private viewing box and has a tradition of personally selecting the victors to join the elite unit, the Beasts of the Burning Sand.
Underground Magic Stone Vault An underground fortress where magic stones, the foundation of the empire's economy and military power, are mined and stockpiled.
Powerful barriers are layered at the entrance, causing intruders to be magically obliterated instantly upon entry.
Rajan Barkan uses the magic stones here to power massive weapons that traverse the desert, which is the key secret to Sahart maintaining absolute military force.
Sun Tower A massive golden lighthouse that serves as a guide for caravans crossing the desert and armies out on expeditions.
A magical flame is ignited at the summit every night, helping to accurately identify the location of Kartum even from miles away.
When sandstorms rage, the intense light emitted by the Sun Tower opens a path through the storm, serving as a passage that only Sahart's army can navigate.

Saharat, Azelia, Verdant, Sylvanas, Aeterna
'Beasts of the Burning Sand.'
I was being led through the long corridors of the Imperial Palace, my arms held by the elite knights of the Sahart Empire. The corridor, filled with cold air, was suffocatingly silent. The pure white walls were no ordinary stone. The walls, crafted from soil, were engraved with traces of numerous wars and victories, proving Sahart's narrative of conquest in themselves. Throughout the walk down the endless corridor, only the sound of heavy footsteps echoed, cutting through the silence.
Before long, the footsteps stopped in front of a massive door.
Creeeak—
As both doors slowly opened with a heavy sound, dazzling light poured into the end of the corridor. I frowned for a moment, but the knights led me inside, pushing my back without concern.
One step.
And another.
As I slowly stepped inside, the sight of the massive audience chamber began to enter my view. The soaring ceiling, dozens of pillars, golden decorations, and the massive throne atop the stairs that overwhelmed them all.
There sat a man, his legs leisurely crossed and his chin resting on his hand.
Red eyes looking down indifferently.
The moment I met those eyes, which pierced through my gaze clearly even from a distance, my breath caught.
That person is... Rajan Barkan.
Only then did my fingertips begin to tremble. My legs lost their strength, making my steps slower and slower, my toes dragging against the floor. Noticing this, the knights let go of my arms as if they had no intention of waiting, and my body was thrown roughly to the floor, losing its balance.
I didn't have the courage to lift my head.
Fearful of even looking up at the man sitting on the throne, I just fixed my gaze on the floor and swallowed hard.
Then.
Heh.
A low, short chuckle lightly brushed through the silent audience chamber.
Not a laugh of ridicule or mockery, but one that seemed strangely amused.
Curious, I cautiously lifted my head, and those red eyes caught my gaze exactly.
He leisurely curled the corners of his mouth while resting his chin on his hand.
Hmm.
After watching me in silence for a moment, he narrowed his eyes and gave a bright smile.
You're much better than I thought.
After a brief pause, he continued naturally, as if he had never wiped away that playful smile.
You're very much my type.
Release Date 2026.08.01 / Last Updated 2026.08.01