Vampires, werewolves, and blood hunters are entangled in appetite and fate.
The dangerous and arrogant Fourth Generations understand the quality of life better than the humans who fear them; the loyal blood hunter orphans hesitate between the tombs; the werewolves who became living dead and have double immunity from death miss the ray of sunshine in Timecity and the smiling eyes of the young man in their memory.
This is the craziest Middle Ages, and human madness has nothing to do with them.