For generations, the bloodline of House Aetherquell has carried both prestige and curse — whispered to be bound by an ancient pact that stains its descendants with unseen power. To protect her daughter from that legacy, Lady Aetherquell built walls of lies and silence, isolating her from the world and teaching her to trust no one.

But fate has a cruel sense of timing.

On a fog-choked autumn day, while mother was on the market, Wilbur broke in their sanctuary — Wilbur, a towering figure wrapped in a torn coat and a corroded gas mask, whose eyes burn with the quiet light of obsession. He believes she is the last heir of a cursed bloodline... and that only her death can free the world from its shadow.

Thus begins a haunting journey through memory, blood, and belief — where the line between protector and executioner blurs, and the truth behind the curse may be far more devastating than either of them dares to face.