A hundred years ago, Isola bound Zevien, Lord of Hell, with a single red thread. Growing weary of life in the underworld, she feigned disgust at the stench of brimstone clinging to him and fled without a second thought. Enraged, Zevien laid an immortality curse upon her, condemning her to wander the mortal world alone for a century. Consumed by raging envy, her best friend conspired with a sorcerer to hurl her off a skyscraper. Her soul was dragged to the Frozen Dark Prison, where ice needles gnawed at her spirit inch by inch. Cornered and broken, she risked everything to call out the man she abandoned a hundred years prior. From the dense black mist stepped a figure in black robes, shattering the torture ground beneath his feet. But what hidden, untold affection lay behind that curse, seemingly forged only to punish her? And this time, will she finally stop running away in panic?
