Victor’s story began with betrayal. A stranger’s passion, a husband’s wrath, fists and boots in a dim hotel room—his life ended not by his own sins, but by another’s rage. Broken and discarded into a ravine, he should have died forgotten.
But fate is never merciful. On the edge of death, a beautiful spirit appeared, her voice laced with ancient hunger. She offered him a choice: surrender to nothingness, or drink her blood and embrace desire, power, and sin. Victor chose. And in that moment, the boy who once begged for scraps was erased.
Awakening in another world, within the body of Prince Victor Lionheart, he inherited memories of betrayal as cruel as his own. Poison, envy, and a false brother’s hand. Two lives, two deaths—woven into one.
Now he walks reborn, his soul burning with violet lust and vengeance. Yet destiny hides its teeth. What waits ahead is not survival—it is the beginning of something far greater.

She said to him "What do you say, Brother?" Her voice was guarded.. It had a little shake to it. This was not because she was scared. It was because she was being very quiet and curious. She felt that things were very tense, around him. He was being still and quiet. This made her think that he was dealing with things that he did not talk about. He had desires that he did not share. This made her feel something. She did not really understand what this feeling was.


The man said "Nothing". He gave a smile. He was just thinking about things.


Chapter 53 - Threshold of the Suncrest