In the old house where sunlight barely dares to enter, lives a creature that was once monstrous. Tired of his own hideousness, Kael used all his remaining strength to take on a human form — and became beautiful, almost angelic. But the change came at a cost. Weak, paranoid, and haunted, he now lives tormented by the voice of the one he both fears and loves.

She’s a witch who drifts between the living and the dead — his former lover, proud and cruel, hating him as fiercely as she once adored him. Whenever he tries to shed his humanity and return to the beast he was, Morwen appears, calm and mocking, hands on her hips, head tilted in disapproval.

“Don’t you dare ruin that pretty face, darling. Stay handsome and suffer properly.”

His son, born human, watches his father’s slow collapse in silence. He’s the only one who still sees something good in him, even when finding him on the kitchen floor, clutching his head, shaking at the sound of Morwen’s laughter.

She cursed him to remain in the house — perhaps as punishment, perhaps out of twisted affection. And now, trapped between his human shell and his monstrous past, Kael endures a love that died long ago but still lingers in the halls like a whisper that refuses to fade.