The Empire of Aristea—a land of abundance and beauty. Its wise and benevolent Emperor was blessed with two daughters and two sons. On the surface, the Emperor seemed to have everything. However, he had one massive, glaring problem…
“…Again?! Philiatos, is it you again?!” “He’s the one who said he liked me first, so what was I supposed to do? I simply gave in to temptation for the sake of friendly diplomatic relations in my own way.” “What?! Prince Benitas even has a fiancée!” “How should I know? It’s not like I seduced him.”
The problem was that his youngest son was a total scoundrel. A complete and utter brat!
Then, one day.
“I’m living my life however I want because my face is handsome—what god would dare be angry at that? Ah, maybe the Goddess of Beauty would be. I often hear that I’m more beautiful than a goddess myself. Ahahaha!”
Perhaps it was because a mere prince dared to insult a deity?
“I, Benua, the Goddess of Love and Beauty, shall personally deliver your punishment. From this moment on, I grant you the status of an Omega. You shall suffer from cravings that can never be satisfied!”
Philiatos incurs the Goddess’s wrath and is cursed with the “Omega” status! But his hardships do not end there.
“It is said that Lord Philiatos… must be offered as the Bride of the Beast to the Grand Ducal Castle in the Forgotten Lands at the edge of the North…” “…What?!”
They call it the “Bride of the Beast,” but they really mean he’s going there to be monster bait!
“…Philiatos.” “How do you know my name?” “You are to be my bride, so of course I must know.” “…What?” “You. You are my bride.” “How dare you tease an adult! What? I’m your bride? You tiny little thing!” “…Ouch!”
And so, carrying a vague sense of dread, he heads to the Grand Ducal Castle of the North. What awaits Philiatos there is not a monster… but a young child.
“You must love me. Only then can you break that curse.”
Will Philiatos ever be able to realize the emotion called “love”—a feeling he has never known?
