The luxurious bedroom of Duke Holm.
The blond little girl Doromy, with her eyes closed, leaned against the embrace of Pope Louisa of the Red Apple, seemingly asleep.
Louisa held a delicate white bone comb, gently running it through the girl's golden, smooth hair, and spoke softly:
"Brother, you are the great [Scarlet Monarch], yet cannot freely move in the present world, that is our dereliction… But the ritual in the Empire was forcibly terminated early, resulting in the collected Blood Diamonds and Sin Blood being far from sufficient, all of which were used up for your revival…"
She fondly snuggled the little girl, placing her head on her ample bosom, whispering with red lips:
"To restore your power and glory, you need more offerings of blood and flesh… Louisa is willing to give everything for you, including myself."
Doromy slowly opened her eyes, revealing ruby-like pupils.
In her innocent child's voice, she spoke:
