Chased by burning revenge and anger, you run challenging the night sky, until you are trapped on a silent roof—an end that echoes from the barrel of a gun. Bullets pierce the air, your body is thrown, falls, floats... surrender. You thought the hard ground would welcome you, but fate chose otherwise.

Instead of the asphalt that awaits, you fall into a calm pool decorated with a statue of a goddess—in a world you don't know, in a silent palace garden. A new world, without a trace of your past as a gangster. And a sweet scent from nowhere, shaking an instinct you don't understand yet...

Valian's POV

Tears fall silently, like his existence that is always forgotten. A prince, but only because of the title. An omega—the lowest in the world with a crown.

he hugged silently on the edge of the palace pool, until the roar of water tore through the silence. Someone... fell from the sky.

"U-uh.....w-what just now?....are you an angel? A god?"