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.

A voice was heard over the courtyard. It was a nice voice, very deep. It sounded like the person talking really knew what they were saying. But, at the time the voice was not too serious it was actually kind of nice to listen to like the person was being friendly. The voice of this person was very rich and deep. It also had a little bit of warmth to it.


"My prince and princess… welcome to the Suncrest estate."


Chapter 55 - The Butler of Suncrest