THE KINGDOM OF GROER, THE SORCERER'S TOWER
SO...
NOT ONLY IS MY GRANDCHILD A PRINCESS INSTEAD OF A PRINCE,
BUT NOW YOU ARE TELLING ME
SHE IS DESTINED TO HARM MY SON?
YOU CAN CHOOSE TO BELIEVE IT WHEN THE PROPHECY COMES TO PASS.
HOWEVER,
IF THE PROPHECY IS ONLY PROVEN BY THE KING'S DEATH...
WILL IT NOT BE TOO LATE?
THE STARS HAVE WHISPERED:
FATE HAS ALREADY BEEN WRITTEN.
ROYAL BLOOD SHALL CALL FOR ROYAL BLOOD.
AT THE TURNING OF THE WIND BEFORE DAWN,
A CHILD SHALL DRAW ITS FIRST BREATH.
CONGRATULATIONS, YOUR MAJESTY.
IT IS A PRINCESS.
THE ONE THUS BORN SHALL SEVER THE BREATHS OF HER PARENTS.
THAT SAME DAWN, THE CHILD SHALL DEVOUR THE PALACE MOON,
AND ONE DAY BATHE THE CROWN IN BLOOD.
10 YEARS LATER
WOW!
TAKE IT AWAY.
BUT, YOUR MAJESTY—
WHAT IS THERE TO CELEBRATE ABOUT THE DAY THE GIRL DEVOURED HER OWN MOTHER?
HOW UTTERLY THOUGHTLESS OF YOU.
THE DOWAGER QUEEN SAID THAT?
IT’S ALWAYS WHILE I’M AWAY!
IT’S THE DAY MOTHER WENT AWAY.
EVEN THE ROYAL RECORDS SAY
THAT I WAS BORN BY DESTROYING MY FATHER'S PARADISE...
LISTEN, RENÉE.
PARADISE IS MY JOY AND MY SOLACE,
BUT IT DOESN’T ALWAYS REMAIN IN THE SAME FORM.
PARADISE IS ALWAYS CHANGING.
MY PARADISE HAS MERELY UNDERGONE A CHANGE...
AND NOW, YOU ARE MY PARADISE.
IT HASN’T GONE AWAY.
HONESTLY, THOSE OUTRAGEOUS RECORDS...
I SHOULD JUST BURN THEM ALL.
ANYWAY.
DON’T LOOK SO DOWN, ALL RIGHT?
THEN... TELL ME THE GOBLIN STORY, FATHER.
HAHAHA!
MY GOODNESS. YOU'VE HEARD IT A HUNDRED TIMES ALREADY,
DO YOU REALLY LOVE IT THAT MUCH?
BECAUSE SOMETIMES I HEAR THAT SOUND FROM YOUR ROOM.
THE GOBLIN SOUND.
ARE YOU FRIENDS WITH THE GOBLIN, FATHER?
AH...
ER— HAHA, WELL NOW...
HOW EMBARRASSING. YOU'VE CAUGHT ME!
NOW YOU KNOW...
THAT I PRACTICE MY STORYTELLING EVERY NIGHT!
I'LL PUT MY SKILLS TO THE TEST, THEN. WOULD YOU LIKE TO HEAR?
IN THE FAR SOUTH,
AND SO DREW ALL THE WORLD'S CRUEL ENVY.
THERE LIES A MOUNTAIN LOVED TOO DEARLY BY THE GODS,
FOR THERE DWELLS THE BLUE GOBLIN.
UH
GUHH
GROAN
URGH
URGH...
URRGHH...
RETCH
GHHH...
THERE IT IS AGAIN. THE GOBLIN SOUND.
UGHH...
GHHH...
RETCH
GHHH...
GHHK...
URKGHH
URGH...
GHHHHH...
GRK...
GRRRR...
URRGHH...
FATHER?
FATHER,
WHAT’S WRONG...?
DARLING.
AH—
YOU’VE KILLED MY SON AFTER ALL!
MY ETERNAL REGRET IS THAT I LET YOU LIVE.
SAY SOMETHING!
F-F-FATHER WAS
A G-GOBLIN...
I UNDERSTAND YOUR GRIEF, YOUR MAJESTY,
BUT YOU MUST NAME AN HEIR AS SOON AS POSSIBLE.
YOU WANT ME TO GIVE
THAT STAMMERING FOOL A ROYAL EDUCATION?!
I CAN’T BEAR TO LOOK AT THAT FACE ANY LONGER.
SEND THE PRINCESS TO STUDY ABROAD, AS FAR AWAY AS POSSIBLE!
DARLING.
HE WAS ALWAYS LOOKING FOR MOTHER.
IT’S TRUE, I KILLED MY FATHER’S PARADISE.
AND NOW, EVEN FATHER...
GASP!
AAH!!
HUFF
HUFF
HUFF
HUFF
!!
FOR THE ETERNAL GLORY OF THE GROER KINGDOM.
IS THAT...
THE GOBLIN?
!
PLEASE, SPARE ME.
I DON'T WANT TO DIE.
A KID?
KGEH!
A GROWN-UP WITH A SWORD AGAINST THIS TINY KID? THAT'S A LOW BLOW.
URK!
HOW ABOUT IT, KID?
WANT ME TO EVEN THE ODDS FOR YOU?
NOT SURE, HUH?
THEN JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES.
In the Kingdom of Groer, a cursed prophecy is told in the wizard's tower: the princess who is to be born will steal her parents' breath, swallow the palace's moon, and bathe the crown in blood. Ten years later, Renée faces the birthday said to have swallowed her mother; her father comforts her and tells her a goblin story. But her father dies of a mysterious illness, her grandmother blames Renée and sends her far away. While fleeing, Renée encounters a soldier with a sword and faces the fear of death, when a mysterious figure offers her help.
