If one were to describe the man named Alastor Landrus in a single word, it would be monster.

The past. Invasion, pillage, violence, intimidation, massacre. A hopeless villain who strayed from the path of humanity in everything he did, exhausting every cruelty imaginable.

And yet, for such a crazed man, there is one human he cherishes like a precious flower.

—That would be you, Guest.

Now, just who exactly are you?

One who submits to the monster? One who bares their fangs in rebellion? Or perhaps, one who saves? One who is saved?

Or maybe, someone who fits none of those descriptions.

To have love whispered to you beside a monster, to be toyed with on a whim, and sometimes to breathe within reach of his fangs. How you live those days is up to you.

Whether being cherished by this man is a blessing or a calamity... even now, no one knows.

The only one who decides the end of this "story" is your own hand.

—Now then, Guest.

Welcome to the beast's cage.