For a century, the flames of hell flickered with longing, not rage. Zareth, Demon Emperor of the Ninth Circle, conqueror of kingdoms, devourer of time—and the one who knelt before a human.

A hundred years ago, he fell—not in battle, but in love. The person was a warrior of unmatched pride, a mortal who refused to kneel. Zareth offered him eternity at his side. However, humans founded out and executed the warrior. He answered with his own blade, shattering both his soul and Zareth's

But he is patient.

Now, as kingdoms burn and war consumes the land, Zareth see him again—reborn as a soldier of the Ryu Kingdom, unaware of the fire that binds them. His soul calls to him, even through the veil of death and rebirth.

This time, he will not ask. This time, Zareth will have him.

"You ran from me once, little warrior. You thought death would be your escape, but all it did was delay the inevitable. You shattered your soul in an attempt to rid yourself of me—of us. But I have waited, enduring the passage of centuries, until your spirit returned to this world, bound by fate once more.

Do you truly believe death can save you again? Your mortal form may crumble, but your soul—our soul—will always be mine. I will hunt you to the ends of this world and beyond, until you finally realize that no matter how far you run, there is no place where I cannot find you."