The night Li Wei was born, the world trembled.
It began with the wind howling like a thousand wolves in howling, sweeping across the lands of both werewolves and vampires. The moon—once full and silver—turned crimson, casting its eerie glow upon the world like an omen. In the dark heavens, a streak of lightning split the clouds, followed by a deafening crack that woke even the oldest of trees.
Atop Mount Qinglan, within the secret estate of the once-mighty Nightfang Clan—the strongest werewolf family in all of China–the Jin family—a miracle was unfolding.
Inside a stone temple deep within the estate, a woman lay on a blood-soaked bed of ancient wolf pelts. Her long obsidian hair was drenched in sweat, sticking to her pale skin like silk. Her crimson eyes glowed faintly in the dark, and her lips trembled with pain and defiance.
Her name was Selene Valtara, a pure-blood vampire from the Nocturn Dominion—the most powerful vampire clan in Eastern Europe. A warrior, a genius, a rebel. And tonight, a mother.
At her side knelt a tall, broad-shouldered man with fierce golden eyes and silver streaks in his dark hair. Jin Wei, the heir and current Alpha of the Nightfang Clan, held her hand tightly, his other hand gripping her back as she screamed in pain. His expression was equal parts fear and pride.
"We're almost there, Selene," Jin whispered, his deep voice trembling. "He's coming. Our son…"
And then came the cry. Sharp. Loud. Primal.
The moment the baby took his first breath, the sky responded.
Red mist bled across the stars. The moon pulsed once. Flames flickered without kindling. Drops of water floated into the air and then vanished. Rocks trembled. Leaves twisted into unnatural shapes. The elements, for a brief moment, seemed to recognize the arrival of something… different.
Selene gasped, then smiled faintly. "Li Wei… His name is Jin LiWei."
A child born from chaos. Of wolf and bat. Of blood and moon.
A prophecy long buried whispered through the winds.
In this world, two ancient races rule the shadows.
The Werewolves, children of the moon, fierce and loyal, tied to the primal force of nature. Their strength grows through visualization, meditation, and the internal awakening of their spirit wolf. Cultivation among them begins subtly—enhanced strength, speed, senses—while still in human form. Only in later realms can they transform, first mentally, then physically, and eventually into elemental wolves capable of immense destruction.
On the other end, the Vampires—noble, cunning, eternally beautiful—evolve through blood. With every drop consumed, they strengthen their minds, bodies, and their connection to ancient shadows. Their cultivation path mirrors the wolves but through bat spirits and nocturnal magic.
Between these clans lies a long and bloody history of hatred.
And in the shadows that neither of them see, the Hunters thrive—humans trained to kill both races, armed with silver, fire, ancient artifacts, and rage. They serve no king or council, only the balance of blood.
The world is split between three dominant families on each side:
Werewolf Families:
The NightfangClan (Jin Wei's Family): Masters of elemental transformation, their bloodline runs with power.
The Ironclaw House: Ruthless warriors and military strategists.
The Moonblade Pack: Specialists in stealth, speed, and assassination.
Vampire Families:
The Nocturn Dominion (Selene's Family): Royalty of blood magic and illusion.
The Crimson SableOrder: Alchemists and charmers of deadly elegance.
The Virelles Circle: Ancient, brutal, and secretive, bound to ancient dark arts.
Not everyone accepted the union between Jin Wei and Selene. In the eyes of both clans, it was an unforgivable blasphemy. But they didn't care.
But darkness finds even the brightest light.
Jin Ren, Jin Wei's younger brother, had always coveted leadership of the Nightfang Clan. And within the Nocturn Dominion, Lucan Draeven, a vampire prince promised to Selene by their council, seethed with humiliation.
Together, the two formed a pact of treason.
On the
eve of Li Wei's first birthday, they struck.