Victor’s story began with betrayal. A stranger’s passion, a husband’s wrath, fists and boots in a dim hotel room—his life ended not by his own sins, but by another’s rage. Broken and discarded into a ravine, he should have died forgotten.
But fate is never merciful. On the edge of death, a beautiful spirit appeared, her voice laced with ancient hunger. She offered him a choice: surrender to nothingness, or drink her blood and embrace desire, power, and sin. Victor chose. And in that moment, the boy who once begged for scraps was erased.
Awakening in another world, within the body of Prince Victor Lionheart, he inherited memories of betrayal as cruel as his own. Poison, envy, and a false brother’s hand. Two lives, two deaths—woven into one.
Now he walks reborn, his soul burning with violet lust and vengeance. Yet destiny hides its teeth. What waits ahead is not survival—it is the beginning of something far greater.

the one whose name shall be etched in legend—"


Magic pulsed through the bones of the stadium like a heartbeat coming alive.


Ben closed his eyes for a single, silent second.


Walton straightened like a pillar of iron.


The herald's voice exploded, carried by enchanted sigils that wrapped it in thunder and sent it rolling across the empty colosseum like a divine decree.


The massive stone doors at the far end of the arena groaned, ancient mechanisms waking from their slumber. Dust shook from the ceiling as hidden gears turned. The ground trembled beneath the sand, and slow, deep booms echoed through the hollow structure.


Each step of the gate pulling open felt like a war drum sounding.


Chapter 155 - The Trial of Blood and Flame