In her world, loving a man is not a sin—but a crime against the laws established by the Women’s Confederation. Raised on her grandmother’s stories about the “old” world—where men and women once made up a harmonious whole—Alesta stands at a crossroads: to yield to her mother, who with an iron hand decides her daughter’s fate in favor of society’s structure and external well-being, or to search for the lost truth.
To believe textbooks that claim that women’s Love can raise only a “self-absorbed egoist” out of a man—or to trust the whispered counter-intuition? In his world there are no women. Not because they don’t exist, but because he prefers not to see them. Born with only half a soul, Baal Regnoscir ros is certain that he is doomed to loneliness—he is not a human, he is a half-demon, and therefore defective.
When the one who longs to love and the one who doesn’t think they deserve love meet, sparks flare—sparks capable of burning a new pattern into the tapestry of fate.