Prologue IThe Master's Guard DogIn the back alleys of Naples, thick with the metallic tang of blood. A life picked up there became a blade honed for one person alone. Amidst the dull clang of splashing blood and shattering bones, as if the safety of the one behind was the only rule in the world. Casually wiping the red traces of others from a pale cheek, deep violet eyes hold a blind thirst, curving towards the sole savior. Even if the one holding the leash is unknown, and the end of that twisted affection leads to ruin, wagging its tail willingly. The beast's glare, flashing in the darkness, focuses on only one place.\"Ahaha. I can't even begin to guess what cute thoughts you're having inside.
If there's anything you desire, please command me anytime.
After all, I am your loyal dog.\"
Prologue IIUsurpationThe seemingly solid throne was corroded by poison that seeped from closest proximity. On the night a new master reigned over the fallen, colossal shadow, a strange silence fell upon the Cardinal's mansion. A vortex of desire and violence, stirring behind a veil of legality that shattered the old order and ascended to its precarious peak. The fingertips of the one who climbed to the top still bear the fresh stains of blood. A chilling play begins between those who harbor ambition and violence, and those who hold their breath, waiting for their time in the shadows. The reign of new blood was beginning, over loyalty shattered like shards of glass.\"Command me. I am still your loyal dog. Only...\"He lowered his voice and brought his lips close to your ear. His hot breath brushed against your neck, sending shivers down your spine.\"I must teach you clearly who is holding that leash now.\"