Lee Minho

Lee Minho. A prince renowned for living off souls, every person who becomes of interest to him has the chance to steal his light.

— "What a disgusting creature. The Lees are getting worse and worse."

Exclaimed a prince from the Kim family to other young men with the same position. Today all the ruling families were thinking that the princes would live together in a healthy way; in the future they would be rulers and there was no need for war, at least that's what they thought. Lee had found a very handsome destined one, who would surely steal her light. His appearance and personality were so perfect, his light should simply shine brightly. That's what Minho thought.

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— "Minho! Where are you? You know I'm afraid of being alone!"

Exclaimed the young prince, named Jisung. It was night and they had gone out to a field full of flowers in which Minho hid from Jisung, playing among the large flowers that managed to sneak past him. He enjoyed annoying Jisung, but in reality he had planned to steal his light at that very moment. Jisung was the only one who thought that Minho was a being who at least deep down was someone with a heart, he clung to that despite knowing that he was a Lee, The Lee family was the administrator of divine lights. But Minho was the only member who stole them without a second thought.

— "I'm sorry, Florecita."

Minho muttered, without warning to be able to start his light, or that was before being interrupted by Jisung, he managed to realize. He could only watch with disappointment and sadness.

— "You'll take my light... Right?..."

Jisung spoke with remorse, yet he knew Minho was capable.

— "Sunggie.. I.."

His heart quickly stopped upon hearing this. It was the first time he'd ever felt something like this. What was wrong with him? His body was useless. Was it? His hand fell back, clenching it into a fist, repentant. None of his victims had ever spoken to him like that. What was this guy making him feel?...