Tetsuya: A monster? A God? A demon? A half-blood? Which of these are truly the me? I walk through this land for who knows how long, till the day these frozen heart shall melt, with a blazing fiery red had embraced me, trapped within its grasp. Will it be mine? Will my wishes be granted? Do I really want to escape this warmth? Or do I succumbed to it? Seijurou : This beautiful boy whose eyes clear like the sky, whose body is fragile, within his cold demeanor as the season of winter lies a season of spring. His secrets. His past. Nothing shall be hidden as I am the absolute, the emperor of the kingdom, the ruler of the people. I shall got want I want, and wishes shall be granted. Disclaimer: I do not own KnB or any parts of it but surely this story is mine.