In the Ruben Empire, where the Grand Temple’s authority grew and witch hunts ran rampant.
Riena, accused of being a witch and on the run, accidentally awakens Caselos, a sealed mad dragon.
“Do you really… not remember anything?”
She thought she was surely dead, but for some reason, the dragon seems to have lost his memories.
She gives the dragon the name “Casiel” and accompanies him to escape the ravine.
Riena decides to flee far away when the opportunity arises. But somehow, she finds herself increasingly at the mercy of Casiel.
“You taste damn sweet, Riena…”
And is it just her imagination, or is his language becoming cruder by the day?
* * *
Her lips parted wider, unable to find when to stop.
The Casiel before her eyes blurred for a moment, then suddenly split into two identical Casiels.
“W-what’s happening!”
Had Casiel somehow entered and exited her mind?
Startled by the scene from her imagination turning into reality, Riena froze.
The Casiel closest to her stroked her head and growled:
“You said you wanted to be filled by two.”
He couldn’t tolerate another male entering Riena, even if it was a replica of himself.
