It's the year 3000. There hasn't been any technological advancements, since the invasion of the supernatural's. We tried to align ourselves with other nations, to beat the one thing we all had in common. Them. However, through a 200 hundred year war, we lost many, and they lost few. Now, we're nothing but indentured servants. Paying back the mistakes our ancestors made going against them. Girls are picked at a young age to be personal slaves to the blood suckers. It's a great honor to many, but me. I will not forget, or forgive them for what they have done. But what happens when the gods have destined me to be with not only one, but the soon to be king of supernaturals.