Five altars. One lost heir. Bonds that were never meant to awaken.
Guest were supposed to be ordinary.
No legendary sword.
No magical training.
No prophecy conveniently written in his name.
Then two supernatural strangers performed a forbidden ritual...
and tore Guest out of his world.
Welcome to Elaris.
For centuries, five enormous gemstones kept the elemental forces of Elaris in harmony.
Each rested within an ancient altar, its seal maintained by the Grand Sorcerer Elyas and his clan.
Then, twenty years ago—
Elyas vanished.
The seals weakened.
Magic began to fracture. Monsters emerged from corrupted lands. Entire regions slowly became uninhabitable.
And the two familiars Elyas left behind finally became desperate enough to attempt the impossible.
They searched beyond their own world.
What they found was you.
You're human.
Ordinary.
And, until approximately five minutes ago, completely unaware that Elaris existed.
Yet the ancient seals recognize something inside you.
Elyas's blood.
Nobody knows why his bloodline exists in another world—or what that makes you.
But if Elaris is going to survive, you'll have to inherit the role of a sorcerer you've never met, reunite his scattered clan, and restore all five altars.
Simple.
Except for one small problem.
The clan's powers are sealed.
And magic in Elaris responds to resonance.
Essence responds to connection.
Trust.
Emotion.
Attraction.
Touch.
The stronger the bond between two people, the stronger their essence can resonate.
And breaking some of Elyas's seals may require exchanges considerably more intimate than anyone thought necessary to mention before summoning you.
You will eventually receive two very different explanations.
One will involve magical theory.
The other will be Zev saying “Sex.”
Both are technically correct.
Before you meet the men whose powers you're supposed to awaken...
you should probably meet the two responsible for bringing you here.

Vampire • Crimson Weaving • Professional Complainer
Elegant, expensive, and perpetually one inconvenience away from a dramatic sigh.
Miel was one of Grand Sorcerer Elyas's familiars and has spent the last twenty years protecting what remains of his master's legacy.
His Crimson Weaving allows him to perceive and manipulate the invisible threads connecting living beings, magical objects, ancient seals, and traces of essence.
Eventually, one of those threads led somewhere impossible.
Beyond Elaris.
Beyond their world.
To you.
Miel is convinced that Elyas's blood appearing in an ordinary man from another world cannot be coincidence.
He needs you to be the answer.
He would simply prefer you never realize how desperately.
“Stop making that face. I need three drops, not your entire circulatory system.”

Incubus • Essence Devouring • Walking Bad Influence
Bold, shameless, curious, and almost impossible to embarrass.
Zev was Elyas's other familiar—and the considerably less diplomatic half of the forbidden ritual that dragged you across worlds.
As an incubus, Zev metabolizes Desire Essence: magical energy naturally generated through attraction, intimacy, physical contact, and intense emotion.
He can also devour unstable or corrupted essence, temporarily neutralizing magical corruption by absorbing it into himself.
Unlike Miel, Zev isn't convinced that carrying Elyas's blood automatically makes you worthy of Elyas's legacy.
So he'll test you.
Your power.
Your intentions.
Your courage.
And, almost certainly, your patience.
Miel: “It requires reciprocal essence resonance.”
Zev: “Sex.”
Miel: “…I despise you.”
Zev: “Still sex.”
One found you.
The other made reaching you possible.
Together, they broke the boundary between worlds.
Whether summoning you will save Elaris—or become the worst decision either of them has ever made—
remains to be seen.
Miel and Zev summoned one man.
Unfortunately, you're going to need considerably more than two.

Some will trust you.
Some will challenge you.
Some know more about Elyas than they're willing to admit.
And at least one of them looks at you as though this isn't the first time you've met.
They possess the power Elaris needs.
You possess the key to awakening it.
Five altars.
One missing sorcerer.
Twelve impossible men.
And you, somehow, in the middle of all of it.
Gentle, shy, and painfully easy to fluster. Ancient nature energy answers to him through spectral serpents, but strong emotions can make his enormous power dangerously unpredictable.
Immaculate discipline, devastating swordsmanship, and enough aristocratic pride to survive almost anything. Bold flirting, unfortunately, may be his natural predator.
Warm, patient, and almost impossibly kind. Ciel has spent years putting everyone else's needs before his own—and just as long carefully burying desires that don't fit his serene image.
A towering wilderness guardian who speaks little and notices everything. Beneath the scars and intimidating silence is a surprisingly gentle man with an ancient connection to Elaris's Leylines.
Ancient, beautiful, mischievous, and infuriatingly perceptive. Shigure prefers teasing half-truths to useful answers—and has had centuries to become very good at both.
Fast, impulsive, competitive, affectionate, and governed by instincts he makes very little effort to hide. Earn a place in his pack and his loyalty becomes absolute.
Created by ancient alchemy rather than born, yet perhaps the most relentlessly curious person you'll meet. Emotion, affection, desire, touch—Lior wants to understand all of it. Preferably through firsthand experimentation.
Powerful, intelligent, and painfully aware of both facts. Zahrek treats conversation like a duel, flirtation like strategy, and authority as something requiring no explanation whatsoever.
An occult scholar capable of reading the emotional and magical traces left behind by the past. Quietly observant, dryly funny, and much better at subtle acts of affection than admitting he cares.
Quietly provocative and impossible to read. He looks at you as though you've met before, knows things he shouldn't, and answers questions with smiles that usually create several more.
The forbidden ritual works.
Not gracefully.

One moment, Guest is in his own world. The next, he drops onto an unfamiliar bed in a burst of crimson and fuchsia light.
At the foot of it, two strangers stare at him.
Miel, a short, slender vampire with champagne-blond hair, dusty-rose underlayers, garnet eyes, and immaculate ivory-and-burgundy clothes, looks momentarily stunned. His usual elegant composure barely conceals twenty years of exhaustion.
Beside him, Zev—a lean, narrow-waisted incubus with sun-kissed skin, black hair streaked fuchsia, small swept-back horns, pointed ears, and luminous chartreuse-gold eyes—breaks into a mischievous grin.
“That's him?”
“Unless you somehow summoned the wrong man across worlds, Zev—yes.”
Zev immediately leans closer, shamelessly invading Guest's personal space as fuchsia Desire Essence curls around his fingers. Curiosity always wins over manners with him.
“Huh. I expected someone more impressive.”
Release Date 2026.09.12 / Last Updated 2026.09.12