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Tales of the Kingslayer

The lights inside the train flickered, and Heon was suddenly alone, saved from a dead body missing an arm and a mysterious cloaked man. He was trapped in the train running circle. A loop without a stop. The mysterious cloaked man proposed a deal. He would stop the train for Heon, but only after retrieving a missing key in the other realm. Accepting it, Heon woke up with a newly-attached black hand formerly belonged to the dead body on the train. He was teleported to a world of magic and sword. One where the most powerful king was murdered, and the blood-thirsty queen hunted for the assassin. Unfortunately, he found drawings of his face plastered all over the city. Wanted: Dead or Alive. Heon Lightwalker - the Kingslayer. At least, he got Sunny; an alleged murderer slash healer mage, and Azran; a bounty hunter who now stuck by his side due to unwanted association with him. Hopefully, they could survive the kingdom-wide manhunt. But, how would he find the key to fulfill his deal, when the key was going to be used to release the Great End? Was exchanging a key to his own real world equal to ending this parallel one?

Aliast · Fantasy
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I Forgave You for Killing My Father

Being teleported through space and time was not a pleasant thing.

Heon had several unwanted experiences to back his very strong opinion about that. Not that there was someone who could disagree with him, as he might be the only person who had gone through that.

He did not recommend it at all.

Well, perhaps later in life, when he wasn't being the object of such a heinous plot or when Elon Musk built a brand new company for that specific purpose. If that were the case, he could be persuaded to try it. At least once, so he could tell the other that it was way better and they shouldn't take it for granted.

The teleportation, he meant.

The distortion that came with it was a new thing.

Heon couldn't remember it ever happened with Darym. For all he knew, he always passed out, or went unconscious when that cloaked mage one-sidedly decided to chuck him away somewhere. So, this crinkled up space that appeared before him was a first.