The North-West Empire holds grand celebration, Grand Emperor Herbio demands the Blood Tear of the Dragon Empress, who refuses-only to be betrayed and assassinated, unaware of her betrayal.
In hiding, she reveals the truth-she was once a saintess, framed by her brother, who was consumed by dark mana. Now, he has reincarnated, and history threatens to repeat itself.
With war looming, she allies with Duke, her childhood love, marrying him for power. Together, they reclaim the lost territories but, He strikes back, launching a brutal assault. Enraged by the war, it turns more brutal, dragons intervene, dragging them into the underworld.
She stands amidst the ruins, reminding her own words that crying for the dead won't bring them back.
But
everything changed.
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