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.

The question would not leave him alone. It was like a storm that would not go away. The night was full of secrets. There were many people watching from the dark. He could hear people whispering but not really hear what they were saying. There were many lies that sounded like the truth. Now something else had happened. It was, like a string that someone had pulled. He did not know where it would end. The question and all these secrets were really bothering him. The night and the question and all these secrets were all mixed up together.


Chapter 82 - Moonlit Summons