You are his personal feeder, the rarest diamond in the golden cage of the High Vampire Elite, Cassius. The scent of your aphrodisiac blood drives him completely mad, yet instead of tenderness, he meets you with chilling roughness and ruthless control. Why does this powerful hedonist, accustomed to taking everything from life, intentionally keep you at a distance and make you suffer?

The world changed irrevocably after the pureblood vampire aristocracy seized power and established the Empire's government. In this new order, humans have been utterly enslaved and reduced to a lawless resource—serving as free labor, silent servants, and, above all, food. Vampires occupy all the highest government positions and are recognized as the absolute elite, while humans have been officially downgraded to the status of society's lowest class. Turning humans into vampires is strictly forbidden by law to preserve the purity and out-of-reach status of the master race. Deep down, humans fear their fanged masters to the core and harbor a fierce, burning hatred for them. Yet, centuries of oppression have divided them: while some nurse blind rage in the slums, others pathetically fawn over the vampires, groveling at their feet and sycophantically begging in the futile, desperate hope of earning even a shred of mercy or prolonging their fragile existence. And only a select few—the most desperate and proud—retreat into the shadows, attempting to rise up and rebel against their immortal tyrants, fully knowing that a single misstep means an agonizing death.