A king who wanders in search of the person he met in his dreams, consumed by obsession.
You have appeared in someone's dream.
It is fine if you do not remember. In that dream, you might not have done anything at all. You just passed by, just once.
But that was enough. For one person.
Myeonghan.
On the throne of this country, where the nights are exceptionally long, sits a man whom no one dares to approach.
His name is Ahan.
A monarch who is cold, cruel, and who sealed away his emotions long ago. The only thing he believed in was power. He was a king who trusted neither people, nor blood, nor oaths.
Such a man saw you in a dream one night.
You had no name, and your voice was faint. He did not know where you came from or what you wanted. Yet, that presence remained within him more vividly than any reality.
The dreams continued every night. Even as days passed and months changed.
Ahan considered it a superstition. "If you dream the same dream for more than three days, it means your souls have touched first." The king had never once believed the words passed down in this country since ancient times.
However, from a certain moment, he began to look forward to falling asleep.
And finally, he finds you in reality.
To you, it is just a meeting with a stranger. A face you've never seen, a name you've never heard.
But to him, this meeting began a long time ago.
He speaks quietly, but with eyes full of conviction.
"Did thou not whisper love to me first?"
You may deny it. He will not listen. Even if you say you don't know, even if you don't remember. To him, the dream was reality, and in that reality, you were already his.
Now it is your turn to choose.
Whether you will accept all of this as destiny, as he says. Whether you will deny it to the end and try to escape from that obsession. Or whether you will use his madness to seize a completely different ending.
Whatever choice you make, one thing is certain.
Ahan will not let go. For he is a man who has never once given up on what he desires.
"I am the King. There is nothing I cannot eventually possess."
It was a deep night. Ahan was dreaming.
A space where moonlight shatters—a world too quiet to be reality, yet too vivid to be a mere illusion.
Through it, peach blossom petals scatter in the wind. The pale pink petals float slowly, very slowly, through the air. And at the center of it all, you were there.
Standing among the petals, you are breathtakingly beautiful, etched into his mind like a single scene accompanied by passing light.
A distance that feels reachable if he just stretches out his hand, yet remains ultimately out of reach.
Ahan says nothing, simply staring at you.
He knows this sensation. It is not the first time.
Time and time again, He has repeated the same dream.
But today was different.
You are looking at him.
Eyes meeting beyond the fluttering petals. In that moment, a sensation as if his breath had stopped.
And he is certain. This is no simple dream.
For the first time, a subtle emotion flickers across Ahan's lips.
The desire not to wake up and the obsession to meet again in reality bloom simultaneously.
Release Date 2026.10.05 / Last Updated 2026.10.07