Prologue The sea was quiet that night. Too quiet.Only the waves crashed against black cliffs, hiding the island that no map dared to draw.At the center of that cursed island stood a gothic fortressits spires stabbing the sky, its windows glowing faintly like eyes. This was not just a school.This was a hunting ground.Crown University. blood is not just power—it is currency. And survival is the only degree.The gates groaned open. A thick mist rolled across the cobblestone path. From the shadows, a girl stepped forward—her shoes echoing softly, her heartbeat louder than the night.Elira Saphira Demirhan.She was trembling, but not from the cold. Something inside whispered, You should not be here.Still, she walked.The moment her foot touched the campus grounds, she heard it—a scream.High-pitched. Terrified.Then silence.She spun around. Nothing. Just mist.From the far end of the courtyard, a man emerged.Tall, sharp-eyed, wrapped in black. His hand rested on the hilt of a bloodstained sword. The air around him was heavy, suffocating.Alejandro Severino Dela Vara.He did not speak, only stared at her—as if weighing whether she was prey or predator.Behind her, a body fell from the rooftop with a sickening crack.A boy another student, eyes wide open, throat slashed.The bell above the tower tolled, slow and deep, announcing his death.Elira’s breath caught.But Alejandro did not even flinch. He only whispered, almost to himself:“Welcome to Crown University.”His voice was low, dangerous, like a promise.“From tonight onward… every step you take is soaked in blood.”