Lin Zhou, a priest of the Holy See, was abducted by Alva, the blood prince, and a forced entanglement began. He is a pure white saint, but he sees the cracks in his faith in the blood moon in the culvert; he is a vampire who has lived for thousands of years, but he is truly moved by this unexpected light.
The fangs in the snake's den, the tampered classics, the baby with blossoms on the chest... When the bloody conspiracy is revealed layer by layer, are they prey to bite each other, or are they each other's only salvation?
Blood vines wrap around the cross, and candlelight dances in the culvert. This pull that begins with force will eventually be revealed in the morning light - will we sink into the bloody contract, or will we let a flower called "love" bloom on the cracks?
Let's leave the cover as it is for the time being. I'll change it later when I find time. Maybe I'll forget about it.
