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Born into darkness, Lucius is marked by an infernal curse—the Mark of the Abyss. This unholy sigil endows him with powers that defy mortal comprehension, yet seals his fate: servitude, rejection, and a grim demise. 

Embark on a journey with Lucius as he unravels the hidden truth behind the Marks, battles to carve out a destiny of his own, and strikes back against the cruel fate imposed upon him. 

In a world that shuns him for his cursed existence, Lucius will forge unlikely alliances to challenge those who scorn him. He is driven by a relentless desire to claim a place for himself and his loved ones, no matter the cost. 

Prepared to plunge into the darkest depths of depravity, Lucius is poised on the brink of a harrowing journey. The ultimate enigma remains: what awaits him in the abyss of his ambitions?

Content:
-Includes R18 Content
- gore
- death
- NO NTR
- NO YURI/BL

Marked Ones: Advent of the Demon Prince

Lucius stood next to the large entry door that separated the interior of Corva's beautiful manor from the outdoors. To the side of the door was a large mirror intended to help someone make last-minute adjustments to their clothes before leaving the estate.

For several minutes, Lucius stood there and tried to figure out why his collar looked crooked. However, no matter how many times he tried to fix it, he was dissatisfied with the results. Desmond watched him from the side with a mirthful glint in his eye for a little while before he finally decided to help his friend.

It was obvious that Lucius was not used to dressing up like this. Most likely, one of the few times he ever had was at the banquet after the exhibition tournament. Desmond assumed that Lucius had only practiced how to dress in that specific outfit he wore that night. Unfortunately, in noble circles, there were as many different kinds of fashion as there were nobles.

Date Night [Part 1]