The kingdom of Virellion survives on sacrifice.
Every generation, a girl is chosen-bled, bound, and broken-to keep the ancient gods asleep. Elira Ashwyn is the last of them, raised in shadow and silence, taught that pain is devotion and obedience is salvation. Her blood feeds the wards. Her screams are prayers.
On the night of her final offering, the gods awaken.
A slaughter tears through the temple, and from the carnage rises Kael-a cursed immortal with ash-black eyes and hands stained by centuries of blood. He does not come to save her. He comes to claim what was stolen from him.
Elira's blood is not holy. It is his.
As the truth unravels, Elira's body begins to change-bone reshaping, hunger awakening, death answering her call. Bound to the monster she was taught to fear, she must decide whether to remain a martyr... or become the darkness the world deserves.
Because gods lie. Monsters remember. And blood always calls its own.
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