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In this World, there exists a primordial force called the Force of Will. It is the power to command anything and everything. Everyone is born with this power within them but only a handful are capable of harnessing its full potential. Then there are those who sit at the top of that handful-those who display such exceptional control over the Force of Will that they develop Gifts. Of course there are always those cursed by misfortune. Born a shame to society, these people possess barely enough ability to acknowledge the existence of this force.

But beyond these hierarchical superficialities are the coveted Seasonal Relics, said to grant one who has gathered them all, the power of "Might". The great nation, Noblesse Gardenia and its Ruling Families wish to obtain "Might" in order to restore peace to their secretly deteriorating society, but within their ranks, not everyone is as noble as they seem. This is the story about a boy with nothing who serves a girl possessing everything. Together, they will join the hunt for Might but whether they will do it for King and country, is a completely different matter.

**SNEAK PEAK**

Despite all my power and nobility I was helpless at the hands of the boy. An innocent-looking boy at that.

His appearance could not be any further from the truth of what he really was.

His small, soft, smooth hands, stained with crimson. His brilliant turquoise eyes flaring with a savage wildness about them conveying an emotion beyond that of rage. It was joy. Pure, insane, utter joy. At that moment, in the body of a child, I saw the eyes of a killer.