A top-tier hunter dies in a high-level dungeon only to awaken inside a novel as the weakest son of a powerful hunter family, a character destined to die early.
Determined to change his fate, he relies on his past-life instincts to survive. But something is wrong.
 The farther he is from the novel’s villian, the more his emotions spiral out of control.
What begins as a necessity soon turns into something far more dangerous.
As he grows stronger and defies the original story, the invisible bond between them tightens blurring the line between control and obsession, reason and desire.
In a world ruled by power and dungeons, the greatest threat may not be death… but losing himself to the one person he cannot stay away from

The leather cover was cracked and stained, the color of dried blood. Kaelen opened it on his knees. The pages were thick and yellowed. The ink had faded to brown in places. He turned the pages with careful fingers. The edges were soft and torn from use.


The first entry was dated three hundred years ago.


Syphon. Category III. Male. Age 24 at time of binding. Origin unknown. Capacity measured at 7.4 units. Absorbed the life force of three guards before containment. Bound with iron-silver alloy. Current location. The Pit.


He turned the page. Another entry. Then another. Each one was written in the same tight hand. The same exact penmanship. The same cold, clinical language.


Chapter 161 - Familiar