"In a world that hunts demons, can love bloom between a fallen demon prince and a frozen heart?"
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Sonny, the son of the demon king, loses everything in one night–his home, his parents, and his identity. Hidden in a servant’s clothes, his powers sealed, and he learned to survive in silence and obedience, carrying the weight of a fallen legacy he can’t speak of.

Years passed, he lives among the righteous sect, with his heart heavy and grief, but instead of falling into despair, he meets Killian from the righteous sect who once saved him as a child and sent him into a world of suffering, but not on purpose. 

Killian is a man rumored for his coldness, but he would see a glimpse of compassion. A moment of kindness. A moment of gentleness beneath Killian’s cold exterior. Killian is everything that Sonny should fear and be cautious about, but he can’t help being drawn to the man like a moth to the flame.

He wonders if a cold man like Killian can ever choose someone like him, not see him as a demon, not as a threat, but as a boy who once loved fairy tales and slept with his parents, who would tell him stories. 

As their bond deepens, Sonny’s sealed powers begin to awaken, and the righteous sect's hatred for demons blurs the lines. And Killian must choose between the world that raised him, or the boy that makes him feel alive?

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The cold man asked, “Who are you?”

The eight-year-old Sonny, his weary body falling to the ground, lifted his head and looked at the cold man, whose expression was unreadable, his silver hair falling across his shoulders, beautiful in the moonlight. 

“...My name is Sonny.”

The cold man lifted him into his arms and flew into the sky, taking him away from all he knew, his life forever changed.
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The MC is a gong. 

The male lead is a shou.
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Why? It's because of you. My life literally became hell since childhood, and the worst part is that you don't remember me. 


But I also don't hate you. If it weren't for you, my life would have been dead in the woods, and I would've been assaulted and raped by that man in the woods. I don't know what would've happened afterwards. 


I don't have any family or friends left. 


I watch Killian watching me, his gaze cold, like my response doesn't matter, but I can tell that's not true because his gaze was overseeing me. 


So, I gave him an honest response. "I don't know."


I honestly don't know if I hate him, but some part of me does, and some part of me doesn't, which doesn't make sense but does make sense. 


I watched Killian's expression turn colder, which is a signal that he was hurt by my words. If anything, I say harshly, his expression would twist like that, but I'm tired of lying and being careful around people. 


Chapter 32 - ‘I don’t know’