At a very young age, Ugo tasted the sourness of lemons—the true taste of life. It hadn't been sweet for him. Loss after loss, he found himself making lemonade, but without sugar. Every sip was bitter and sour, a taste he had endured for over eighteen years. He had lived like that; it wasn't new to him anymore. He had accepted that lemons would always be sour. But somewhere in his existence, another lemon entered his life—a different lemon, sour yet sweet even without sugar. This lemon seemed to make his life sweeter, and he realized that lemons aren't always sour. It was bright that it made him smile just by looking at it, easing the sourness Ugo tasted, awakening butterflies long dormant within him. Ugo found himself comfortable in its presence. But life always has twists and turns in store; "When life gives you lemons, make lemonade"—but how can Ugo make lemonade if the lemon is no longer there? What will Ugo taste then?

Fairytale, where fairies exists, where enormous giants roam, witches that ruled countless foes, magical horses, princesses, knights and everything magical. Vampires and werewolves that ruled the night. Sadly, such thing called as "Fairytale" is only a myth; or is it? On an Isolated place, far, far away from civilization. A place that has been vanished from the map a long time ago. Across the ocean, through the tress, and beyond the mountains lies this mystical place, a place where such fairytale exists!A place with separate rulers. Elves who ruled the bright day and for the night, there are two rulers of the night that has been fighting for centuries to conquer the darkness; the werewolves and the vampires.For centuries of fighting, a small affection of love has been developed by the two beings of different origins which resulted into something forbidden. A fruit between the family of the werewolves and the vampires. Those two beings hid there love, but a smoke will never be held for too long.Both families knew that, that led to their death, but they didn't know that a fruit has been created, before its parents death, the fruit has been sent to the human world to live peacefully. A human life... The fruit grew as years passed by. Countless stars from the sky, the fruit bloomed in a subtle manner. The smell of blood attracted danger. Will the blossom be able to survive and to know the truth beyond?