Jed Drackon, a history enthusiast also known as J.D. by his friends, enjoyed spring break vacations by visiting random historical locations. Little did he and his friends know that this vacation was going to be different from the others. If only they had known beforehand just how right they were!

What if the story of Death began with a love story? Before humanity whispered his name with fear, before Death became the only title left in the mouths of mortals, he was simply Corvin Noctis. Thousands of years ago, before kingdoms rose and fell and ancient civilizations became dust, Corvin walked among humanity not as an immortal force of darkness, but as a man who understood life. He knew laughter, warmth, sunlight, and the intoxicating scent of rain-soaked earth and night-blooming jasmine. He knew love. But love has always had enemies.