The day they forced me to give up my heart, I burned the blood oath and died. The Vampire King sacrificed three centuries of his power just to bring me back—and from that moment on, he followed me all the way down into the dust.
For five hundred years, Irene lived as a shadow, enduring the cold indifference of the Vampire King, Ryder. On the day she lay dying of cancer, he broke into her ward not to hold her hand, but to brutally demand her heart to save his "white moonlight" double. Heartbroken and laughing in despair, Irene burned her own heart-blood to destroy their thousand-year pact, perishing into ashes. Seeing her breathless, the arrogant emperor completely collapsed. He mutilated his own chest, sacrificing three centuries of cultivation and his supreme bloodline to force her rebirth. Yet when she woke up, her amber eyes held only absolute coldness. "We are even, Ryder. I don't love you anymore." A fierce chase-after-wife crematorium where the absolute tyrant turns into a humble dog!