Transmigrate to the 18th Century: A Vampire Becomes an Exorcist

This isn’t a wish-fulfillment story. It leans toward everyday life, with few battle scenes.

Written more for a female audience, with no golden finger, no System, no romantic pairing, partly a road story, and a slower pace.

Eighteenth-century England: God has withdrawn, and darkness reigns.

Werewolves lose control under the full moon, vampires multiply in the shadows, and witches’ gatherings manipulate London’s underground currents. Exorcists walk through the shadows in the name of the Lord, fighting evils that do not belong to humanity. This war has lasted a thousand years.

Until a silver-haired vampire girl with mismatched eyes fell from the sky.

Her name is Lilith. She calls herself a “tourist” and comes from another world. Her elven blood makes her an unusual presence in this world: a vampire who doesn’t drink blood, fears no sunlight, and can use magic. Having just slain an apocalyptic black dragon, Lilith only wanted a little vacation in another world. But the portal malfunctioned, her memories became jumbled, her powers plummeted, and the villagers tied her to a pyre, believing her to be a witch.

The one who rescued her was Christopher, an exorcist. A young priest who strictly adheres to his faith, he must now face an existence that theology cannot explain.

They travel together from Yorkshire to London, from the Scottish Highlands to mainland Europe. Werewolf clans, vampire councils, witches’ gatherings, church inquisitions... Trouble comes knocking one thing after another. She uses what little power she has left to help heal people while searching for a way home; he faces down doubt while protecting the little girl who calls herself a “tourist.”

This is an adventure about friendship and bonds, faith and choices.