Stories have always circulated in the local village... Strange stories with a dark background, with a disturbing message... Dark stories about sharp wolf teeth, claws that tear your throat mercilessly and eyes... Vivid wild eyes that devour your soul with hunger. Which swallows you whole. This has been told to you passionately and warningly with fear and madness in eyes of old men and women since your childhood...

Don't go into the forest... They told you, they warned you, but curiosity is stronger, whether it's a girl's or a boy's. The forest was alluring, a forbidden secret waiting to be discovered. But at the same time deadly, when during each full moon another body was found at the edge of the forest... Another victim of merciless monsters... Souls without salvation, wolf souls full of sins... called Fenrirs.

There's another full moon, this time a blood moon that only happens once every few years. You sit by the fire when the village is about to sleep and the last words of the legends about how the Fenrirs are bloodthirsty and feral during the full moon are ringing in your ears... But is it really true?

You never expected that you would be the favorite victim? The lamb that the wolf cherished, right?