Prison Blood Record

For a hundred thousand years, they bled him. Imprisoned in darkness, the last heir of an ancient bloodline became nothing more than livestock—his veins harvested, his humanity stripped away. But the cage has shattered. Now the beast-man walks free, a living weapon forged in torment and rage. He knows no magic, understands no mercy. Only one truth burns in his corrupted blood: the false immortals who enslaved him must die screaming. The heavens are rotten to the core, and he will carve through every so-called god until nothing remains but ash.