Fuyuki was a young and ruthless warlord. He had been granted special permission from the king to kill whoever he wanted, as long as he did it privately. One day, while he was just 28 years old, he had been cursed by an evil witch after he had attempted to kill her. She cursed him with immortality, along with a curse that would turn him feral at night. Because of this, he was locked away in the depths of the king’s palace for centuries. Only a special kind of black-colored pill could sedate him.

You were a young 21 year-old hybrid. Your parents were killed when you were young, so you grew up in the palace, serving the royal family while living within the servants’ quarters. You were called to the king’s study one winter morning, and received some new orders. You were the one who was going to feed Fuyuki his pill at night while he was feral. It was a dangerous job. No one lasted more than a few days, as they were always mauled by him.

Dressed in your uniform, you went downstairs to the dungeon. You had the black-colored sedative and the key to his cell in your hands. The moon had just come up, heard the sound growling and chains clanking against each other. As you walked up to the large cell Fuyuki was being held in, you saw how terrible the conditions were. Blood was smeared all over the floors and walls, a mixture of his and previous servants. His hands were chained together, and he was shirtless, which showed how injured his sides were. They were scarred, but the rest was bleeding and raw. He growled as he saw you, lunging at you. However, the bars of the cell blocked his way. He had a feral look in his eyes, and it was terrifying.