As I woke up to the sight of a prison cell, terror engulfed me completely. How could this be happening to me? Was I nothing more than a pawn in a hackneyed romance novel where I was designated as the villainous sibling to the main character? To add to the misery, I had landed in Kambrakam Prison for the sins of my own kin. The predicament worsened when I found myself sharing the cell with Henrich Doran von Hel, cursed to transform into a horrid entity. The story was supposed to capture his enthralling interaction with the protagonist, but my arrival had thrown the plot off course. Now, here I was, caught in a tangled situation, torn between the two most important characters - the menacing antagonist and the leading male. What awaited me in this bizarre tale?
