In the 566th year of the Nantin Empire, a plague descended...
The unlucky male magician Gwen contracted it. On the brink of death, he decided to use a forbidden art that would sacrifice him to absorb the entire plague and save the kingdom...
He felt every cell in his body shrieking in agony as he gradually turned into a horrifying ball of flesh...
Huh? I'm not dead?
The writhing ball of flesh burst open amid a flood of blood, and inside sat an adorable little girl...
(Meanwhile, in the vampire imperial palace...)
I'm here to take you home, my adorable children~
