The Blood Clan Progenitor's planet.
An endless blood-red ocean stretched across it, the place where Gulrad, the Blood Clan Progenitor, slumbered.
But the once-calm sea was now seething.
The ground shook and the mountains trembled. The entire world quivered as though struck by a magnitude-eight earthquake.
These were signs that Gulrad was about to awaken.
A figure flew out over the blood sea where Gulrad lay.
He dropped to one knee in midair.
"My lord!"
The blood sea grew ever more violent, and the blood-red moon in the sky grew larger and larger.
The waves twisted into a whirlpool, and a plain stone coffin slowly rose from its center.
A chain bound around the coffin rose with it. With every inch the chain ascended, the world shuddered.
It was as though the chain were connected to the world's core.
Bloody light shone from the coffin.
With a crack, the coffin opened.
Gulrad's figure was revealed inside.
Gulrad awoke from his slumber.
He had not awakened of his own accord. He had sensed something amiss.
Or rather, ever since someone had stolen Lilith's bloodline, which he had hidden in the Bloodline River not long ago...
He had been in an abnormal state.
An inexplicable agitation often welled up in his heart without warning.
He had been suppressing those inexplicable emotional urges.
And just now, he had sensed another tremor from the Bloodline River.
Several descendants had lost their connections to the Bloodline River in succession, some silver tier and some bronze tier.
That change stirred an intense irritation in Gulrad.
It was like finally getting to sleep after being utterly exhausted for ages, only to be woken for no reason.
That irritation completely ignited the agitation he had been suppressing all this time.
He immediately spotted Prince Gute nearby.
"Gute, has