Reborn Flames, a writer, who's known for his shitty novel, ‘The world of trials’, found himself stuck in his prologue. Not a writer’s block. Actual stuck as in real life stuck in his novel. Everything seem to go well yesterday, he was offered an adaptation for his novel, and a big interview was arranged by his company. But when he opened his eyes, he awaken to see a white room, and he mistakes reality for some sort of dream
The royalties that were mad with control over the land they ruled were consumed by their desires. Careless and ignorant they were cursed by a demon with whom they uphold a contract that gave them power. Power to control monsters, for the price of their souls, when the people heard about this, they rallied together. Knowing full well that the old glorious empire will be endangered if they let these royals do as they pleased. Even going so far as to become a fugitive to uphold the peace and stability of their once-glorious kingdom
[System: You've arrived at the camp of the resistance that was able to survive the invisible attacks that plagued the corridor. You're being sought with a bunch of killing intent that originates from the resistance. We advise you to confirm your identity before they do anything rash that may lead to your undoing]