[Western Fantasy + Vampire + Werewolf + Curse and Redemption + Deep Sadomasochism + Epic Adventure + Dark Fairy Tale]
On the night of the blood moon in Stratburg, the engagement party between Count Walter and Miss Isabella turned into a nightmare. The dark wizard Morris used a sapphire ring to curse the two of them into eternal blood-thirsty vampires and werewolves who lost control of the full moon. When we are close to each other, our skin burns and festers; when we are separated, our thoughts corrode our bones. The only way to lift the curse is to kill the opponent with your own hands.
They rejected their fate and embarked on an unprecedented third path: looking for the source of the curse, the Night Mother. From the bone mounds in the Ash Swamp to the blizzards in the Dragonbone Mountains, from the mire in the frozen wasteland to the eternal darkness at the bottom of the Lake of Tears, they met souls who were also tortured by the curse - an old witch who had imprisoned her lover in a cellar for forty years, and a silent man who carved "I am here" all over the wall.
When the Night Mother woke up from her thousand-year slumber, she asked the question with those eyes that belonged to each of them: "Do you want me to lift the curse?"
Isabella held Walter's blackened hand tightly and answered word for word: "No. We only need you to understand - pain is not a punishment, it is evidence that we care."
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