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Delphi is waking. And so is something ancient that was never meant to rise.

When the enigmatic Italian philanthropist Sabastiano ignazio Bellucci arrives to lead a sweeping restoration of Delphi's forgotten ruins, the town welcomes a visionary. But behind his charm lies a presence that feels older than time-untouched by age, and utterly inhuman.

Eireneia Vasilakis, a quiet historian's daughter, is drawn to him with a pull she cannot explain. His voice haunts her thoughts. His eyes seem to know too much. And his touch is a silence that stills her heartbeat.

The project promises rebirth. But something beneath the marble stirs-something cursed, waiting to be found.

There are no fangs. No coffins.
Only myths turned warnings.
And a man whose heart does not beat-
But aches only for her.

A forgotten blade. A buried love.A untouched crown. A destiny written in blood and ruin.

Some resurrections come at the cost of everything... even your soul.


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