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The spiers of the 19th century Gothic castle pierced the blood moon, and Irene von Einzbern, the heir to the von Einzbern family, stepped into the reverse volume mansion holding a whalebone skirt. The emblem of thorns under the collarbone awakens in the moonlight, six matricide vampire nobles open their scarlet eyes in the cross shadow cast by the colored windows, and the three gilded coffins hide secrets that have not been corrupted for centuries.
When the ascetic second son Reiji cuts open her skirt with a scalpel stained with mint candy crumbs, when the violent Ayato puts a thorny collar on the blond girl in the rose bush, and when the dusty music box plays the Requiem in the rain of wisteria flowers, this classical gothic drama with blood as ink begins. The ancient parchment scrolls burned in their palms, and the blood moon witnessed the most elegant degradation:
"What the immortal longs for is never blood, but the trembling of being understood." "When immortality becomes the most cruel punishment, we kiss under the silver cross. Your fangs are the most exquisite cage between my collarbones, and my breath is the monsoon you have felt for the first time in six hundred years. Let the blood moon witness this elegant degradation - with roses as the rack and understanding as the key, in the eternal night, we can taste the heartbeat of a moment."
Strategies and redemption unfold in the maze of colorful windows in the vampire castle. When the pearl necklace of gold and silver is wrapped around the vampire's silver scalpel, and when the whalebone skirt of the living sacrifice sweeps past the century-old torture instrument, a flower of humanity that is more brilliant than eternity will bloom in the darkest corner.
Purpose: Absurdity prevails, love saves it