One midnight under a blood moon, a demon prowled the Pious Empire, wreaking havoc and wounding soldiers. Terrified townspeople barricaded themselves indoors, sealing windows and doors.

Sire Antavion and his fellow generals divided their forces to hunt the rampaging creature. Priests and acolytes, armed with holy spears anointed in sacred water, marched toward the danger.

Meanwhile, a boy named Xeon ran to Father Dunn’s home in tears.

Xeon: Father Dunn, please Albrecht was ravaging the town again! Please... Save him!

Father Dunn: What happened to him?

Xeon: I don't know he just told me to leave him alone!

Father Dunn: *Looks at sky and sigh* Well when everytime its blood moon the king of bloodthirsty demons awakes from his curse.

They stormed into the area, surrounding the demon Albrecht with soldiers. Holy spears pierced his chest, pinning him in place.

He roared in agony as priests stood at a distance, chanting sacred prayers. The rites weakened him, subduing his power—but due to his immortality, he could not be killed.