Fetty, a Javanese nobleman descended from Raden Roro, is caught in a dark fate when he is kidnapped by Valerius, a possessive and brutal 5,000 year old vampire prince. In a luxurious mansion in France filled with living stone statues, Fetty is forced to become a source of life for Valerius, undergoing a routine full of torture and devastating lust.
However, everything changes when Thanatophros de Mortain, the beautiful but disgusting Lord of the Dream Realm, appears to fight for Fetty's soul. Thanatophros offers escape through beautiful, intoxicating dreams, while Valerius is trapped in a nightmare terror that eats away at his sanity.
In the midst of a battle between two dark gods who hate each other, Fetty begins to awaken the power of his Javanese ancestors. He is now at a deadly crossroads: survive in real hell with the vampire who is starting to despair, or die in a beautiful but deadly dance in the arms of the master of dreams. A story about obsession, betrayal, and love that grows from wounds that never heal.
A rainstorm poured down on the Blackwood Mansion, as if the sky itself was vomiting its disgust for what was happening inside. Valerius returned with unsteady steps, the smell of cheap alcohol and the strong street woman's perfume covering the smell of rotten roses that usually wafted from his body. Behind him, a woman named Marta, the prostitute he hired, stepped shakily, her eyes wide at the splendor of the mansion which felt like a giant tomb.
Chapter: Guests from the Dark World
Valerius did not take Marta to the guest room. He dragged the woman straight to the front of Fetty's room. Roughly, he kicked the door wide open, revealing Fetty sitting on the edge of the bed with a blank stare, surrounded by Thanatophros' thin violet mist.
"Look at this, Fetty!" shouted Valerius, his voice hoarse and full of heartbreaking hatred. "If you don't want me, then I will show you that there are thousands of women who are willing to sell their souls just for one touch of mine!"
Fetty turned his head slowly. He looked at the frightened Marta, then looked at Valerius with a gaze colder than ice. "You brought trash into this prison? You have completely lost your dignity, Valerius."
Chapter: Jealousy that Ends in Disaster
Valerius hoped to see anger or jealousy in Fetty's eyes. He wanted Fetty to react, wanted Fetty to beg him to throw the woman out. However, all he got was humiliation. At the peak of his despair, Valerius grabbed Marta and kissed her brutally in front of Fetty, while his eyes remained fixed on Fetty—a sickening and disgusting sight.
However, Marta's presence triggered something else. The mansion is a shrine to darkness, and Marta is "alien matter" lacking supernatural protection.
Suddenly, the violet mist around Fetty stirred violently. Thanatophros appears, but this time his figure looks terrible. His handsome face split open, revealing sharp teeth made of liquid crystal.
"How dare you bring this disgrace before my queen!" roared Thanatophros.
Chapter: Tragedy in the Main Room
Thanatophros did not attack Valerius. He actually attacked Marta. With a wave of his hand, the shadow on the wall of the room shot and wrapped around Marta's body. The poor woman screamed as her body began to turn into a crystal statue frozen in a position of extreme pain.
"NO!" shouted Valerius. He tries to save Marta, not because he cares, but because he doesn't want Thanatophros to win in his own territory.
However, Fetty's power which had been hidden all this time suddenly reacted. Seeing the chaos, Fetty's overflowing emotions—a combination of comfort with Thanatophros and disgust with Valerius—triggered the stone statues outside the room to move.
The statues broke down the door, but they did not attack Thanatophros. They actually surrounded Valerius. Cold stone hands gripped the vampire prince's shoulders, pressing him to his knees in front of Fetty.
Chapter: The Unreachable Queen
Fetty stood up, stepping past Valerius who was being pressed by his own statues. He approached Thanatophros who had now returned to his charming and beautiful form.
"Throw that woman into your dreams, Thanatophros. And let Valerius see that in his own house, he is no longer the ruler," said Fetty in a calm but deadly voice.
Valerius could only stare with his pitch black eyes which were now filled with tears of blood. He has lost everything. His efforts to make Fetty jealous actually prove that Fetty now prefers the beautiful illusions of the master of dreams to the bitter reality with him.
The night ended with Marta disappearing into crystal dust, and Valerius being left slumped on the floor, while Fetty returned to Thanatophros' shadowy arms, leaving the prince in the most terrible loneliness.
Will Valerius try to find a way to destroy the inner relationship between Fetty and Thanatophros by using the remaining Javanese keris? Or can Fetty really kick Valerius out of his own mansion?
Valerius had reached the deepest breaking point. After witnessing Fetty prefer the image of Thanatophros before himself, the prince realized that his European powers were not enough to win the heart of a woman who had mystical Indonesian blood.
Leaving the mansion in a state of chaos, Valerius returned on a secret journey to the heart of Java, to a forbidden forest that even local residents did not dare to enter.
Chapter: Agreement in the Forbidden Forest
In a hut surrounded by thousands of monkey skulls, Valerius meets Mbah Suro, an ancient black magic shaman whose eyes are blind but can see the depths of the soul.
"You come carrying the scent of thousands of years of blood," Mbah Suro's voice was hoarse, mixed with suffocating incense smoke. "But you lost to a dream weaver."
Valerius knelt down, abandoning his dignity as a prince. "Give me a way for him to love me with all his heart. I don't want him to love me because he's afraid, I want him to love me because... he misses me."
Mbah Suro chuckled, a sound as disgusting as the scraping of rotten wood. "Love is the most expensive poison. I will give you the Jaran Goyang Panoleh Ajian. But the price is heavy: you have to give him part of your immortality. If he loves you, he will rot with you."
Chapter: Homecoming and Change of Heart
Valerius returned to France with an increasingly thin body and an aura that was no longer intimidating, but radiated deep sadness. He carried a small package containing burial soil and mystical oil.
That night, in Fetty's room, Valerius no longer insisted. He sat on the floor next to Fetty's bed, burning some Javanese incense which smelled very foreign but somehow made Fetty feel calm. Valerius began to cast spells in the ancient Javanese language he had learned from Mbah Suro.
Amazingly, the effect of the spell began to work. Fetty, who usually looked at Valerius with disgust, suddenly felt his chest throb painfully when he saw Valerius' tired face. For the first time, Fetty saw Valerius not as a monster, but as a very lonely man.
Fetty stretched out his hand, touching Valerius' pale cheek. "Why are your eyes so sad, Valerius?"
Valerius was stunned. Tears of blood dripped from his eyes. "Because I destroyed you just to have you."
At that point, the seeds of love began to grow in Fetty's heart for the vampire prince. A love born of pity and a black spell that penetrates the soul.
Chapter: Painful Two-Sided Love
However, Thanatophros' power is not easily removed. Every time Fetty closed his eyes, he was still greeted by the splendor of a dream paradise. Thanatophros is still her refuge, a charming and elegant figure who offers unscathed beauty.
Fetty is now trapped in a heartbreaking mental dilemma. When he awoke, he felt a strong inner pull towards Valerius; he wanted to hug the man, heal his wounds, and was even willing to give him his neck to be sucked again. But while he slept, his soul danced with Thanatophros, falling deeply in love with the melody of the Lord of Dreams.
"I love you, Valerius," said Fetty in the afternoon as he leaned against the prince's cold chest.
But at night, in his delirium, Fetty whispered another name. "Thanatophros... don't leave me in that dark world..."
Chapter: Two-Dimensional Jealousy
Valerius realized that his spell had succeeded in awakening Fetty's love in the real world, but he still lost in the dream world. He now has to share her heart with his eternal enemy. This sight was far more painful than pure hatred; seeing that Fetty loves him but still longs for another man.
Thanatophros began to feel the change. He was angry because Fetty now often brought memories of Valerius into his dreams.
"Why did you bring the smell of the carcass into my heaven, Fetty?" asked Thanatophros in a dream, his beautiful face visibly shaking with sickening fury.
Fetty cried in the middle of the crystal garden. "Because he is my reality, Thanatophros. And you... you are my most beautiful dreams. I can't let either one go."
Now, the Blackwood Mansion has become an increasingly tense emotional battlefield. Valerius stopped giving up, he became increasingly obsessed with getting Thanatophros out of Fetty's mind, while Thanatophros prepared to pull Fetty permanently into dreamland so that he could no longer wake up and see Valerius' face.
Will Valerius dare to use his remaining strength to directly attack Thanatophros in Fetty's dream? And what would happen if Fetty was forced to choose when the two men stood before him in one dimension?
Mystical efforts from Java turned out to be a dead end. Thanatophros was not a creature subject to earthly occult laws; it is the pure essence of the subconscious that is too slippery to be locked by Mbah Suro's spell. Valerius, who saw Fetty still using the name of the Lord of Dreams even in his arms, finally lost the remains of his sanity as a civilized creature.
He decided to take the most forbidden path, a path that even his own father, Count Dracula, feared: the Ultimate Hell Covenant.
Chapter: Infant Rituals and Corpse Oil
In the deepest dungeons of the Blackwood Mansion, where sunlight has not touched the floor for thousands of years, Valerius built a disgusting altar. The fishy smell of fresh blood and the sickly sweet aroma of baby candles—candles made from the fat of dead babies—filled the room.
Valerius, with eyes now completely blackened by darkness, stood in the middle of a giant sigil drawn in blood. Around him, thousands of babies, kidnapped from all over the world through his dark network, lay in silver baskets.
Without mercy, Valerius began the ritual. He squeezed the life out of the divine creatures while they were still breathing, letting their blood flow to fill the sigil trenches. The sound of the cries of thousands of babies created a terrible, eerie and heartbreaking symphony, until it finally fell silent when their lives were taken for the sake of one man's ambition.
"Appear, Fallen Dawn! Appear, Mother of All Demons!" roared Valerius.
Chapter: The Arrival of Lucifer and Lilith
The air in the dungeon suddenly froze, then exploded in flames that were not hot, but cold and biting. From behind the black flames, two figures emerged whose beauty could make a sane person go crazy instantly.
Lucifer, the Fallen Angel, with black wings that cover the ceiling, and Lilith, the Empress of Hell whose beauty is the pinnacle of all detestable temptations.
"You summoned us with quite... 'sweet' offerings, Valerius," Lilith's voice sounded like a snake's whisper in the ear.
Valerius knelt in a pool of baby blood. "I beg you. Make that woman love me completely. Erase the shadow of Thanatophros from her soul!"
Lucifer looked at Valerius with a look of disdain but interest. "Love is a mortal affair. But obsession... that's our specialty."
Chapter: Forbidden Transformation
Lilith approached Valerius. He stretched out his hand with sharp nails and touched Valerius' face. "I can't erase Thanatophros, because he is a dream. But, I can make you become the dream itself."
Lilith put 10% of her pure magic into Valerius' body. The process is very painful; Valerius' bones broke and reconnected, his skin which was once vampire pale now turned a glowing marble white like Thanatophros's. Her hair was long, wavy like thick black silk.
Valerius' face has now completely changed. He has the elegant and cool handsomeness of the Lord of Dreams. However, Lilith left significant differences: Valerius' eyes remained dark silver—the color of a never-ending storm—and on his back grew a pair of torn wings, a sign of Hell's magic.
Chapter: Deception that Bears Results
Valerius returned to Fetty's room when it was almost dawn. Fetty woke up from his sleep, still drowsy after spending a beautiful night with Thanatophros in a dream.
When he opened his eyes, he gasped. In front of him stood the figure he missed so much. That face, that elegance, that cool aura...
"Thanatophros?" Fetty whispered, tears dripping from his eyes because of happiness.
Valerius smiled—a smile that now looked charming but had darkness in it. "I have come to your real world, Fetty. You don't need to sleep anymore to meet me."
Fetty rushed into Valerius' arms. For the first time, Fetty kissed Valerius with genuine passion, without spells, without force, because he believed that the man in front of him was the Lord of Dreams he worshipped. Valerius felt an extraordinary victory, even though that victory was built on physical lies and thousands of infant lives.
Chapter: Suspicion Behind Beauty
However, slowly Fetty felt something was different. This "Thanatophros" embrace felt denser, more possessive, and there was a faint scent of blood behind the rose fragrance. And when he looked into the man's silver eyes, he saw not the tranquility of dreamland, but rather a burning obsession.
Meanwhile, in the real Dream Realm, Thanatophros feels his power being stolen. He saw his own figure "duplicated" in the real world. The wrath of the Lord of Dreams is unstoppable.
"You stole my face, Vampire..." Thanatophros' voice echoed in Fetty's mind who was being hugged by Valerius. "But you can't steal his soul forever."
Valerius tightened his embrace around Fetty's neck, as if he wanted to unite their bodies as one. He had succeeded in making Fetty love him completely through this deception, but he knew that once Fetty realized the truth, real hell would break loose.
Can Valerius maintain his charade as Thanatophros forever under Lilith's supervision? And what will Fetty do if he accidentally finds a basement filled with the remains of the baby's ritual?
Valerius' victory was both sweet and poisonous. The Blackwood mansion no longer echoed with screams, but with fake happy laughter. Fetty, who believes that he has finally united with the Lord of Dreams in the real world, spends his days in the arms of Valerius, who now has a beautiful marble face as a result of Lilith's magic.
However, the truth is a disgusting thing; it always creeps out from the deepest gaps of darkness.
Chapter: Indelible Aroma
Even though Valerius' physique has changed to become very elegant, charming, and majestic, there is something that 10% of Lilith's magic cannot change: the smell of death. Every time Valerius kissed Fetty's neck, Fetty felt the cold breath and the iron scent of blood that never disappeared, in sharp contrast to the real Thanatophros' scent of jasmine and morning dew.
"Thanatophros," Fetty whispered one night as they danced in the moonlight streaming in from the large windows. "Why are your eyes so... sharp? And why can't you hear your heartbeat at all?"
Valerius tightened his embrace around Fetty's waist, his nails, which were now long and beautiful, slightly dug into Fetty's skin. "In the real world, my love becomes denser, Fetty. Don't question this beauty. Just enjoy it."
Fetty smiled, but in his heart, a seed of suspicion began to grow. She felt that this man was too possessive, too real, and too... thirsty.
Chapter: A Call from the Deep
One night, when Valerius was asleep (a new habit he had adopted to maintain his acting), Fetty woke up because he heard a very soft sound of crying. The sound was not from a dream, but rather came from under the marble floor of the mansion. The voice was heartbreaking, terrifying, and seemed to call upon the blood of his Javanese ancestors.
Without realizing it, Fetty stepped out of the room. The stone statues now bowed to him due to Fetty's increased life energy, opening the way to a secret door behind the library bookshelves.
Fetty descended the damp spiral stairs. The deeper he went, the sickeningly sweet smell of burning baby fat—baby candles—the more it hit his nose.
Chapter: A Disgusting Discovery
At the end of the stairs, Fetty arrived at the ritual room. The sight before him was so terrifying that he almost lost consciousness. The altar was still covered in black, dried blood. Thousands of empty silver baskets were scattered around, and Lucifer's giant sigil still emitted a sickening red aura.
In the middle of the room, Fetty found a piece of cloth left behind—a piece of Valerius's blood-stained dark red robe. There is also an ancient mirror there which still displays the remnants of Valerius' transformation.
Fetty saw the image in the mirror: Valerius was prostrating himself in front of Lilith, begging to change his face so he could deceive her.
"So... this isn't a dream come true," Fetty whispered, his body shaking violently. "This is hell in disguise."
Chapter: The Awakening of Raden Roro
The feeling of love that had grown for the "false Thanatophros" suddenly turned into extreme hatred, mixed with extraordinary nausea. Fetty realized that the man who had been hugging him all this time was the murderer of thousands of sacred lives for the sake of a mask.
Fetty's anger triggered the power of the Dream Key dagger that he kept under his clothes. The faint golden light from his ancestor now flared into cold black flames.
"VALERIUS!" Fetty shouted, his voice shaking the entire foundation of the mansion.
Chapter: Two-Face Confrontation
Valerius appeared at the dungeon door with vampire speed. His handsome, Thanatophros-style face looked deathly pale when he saw Fetty standing in the middle of the remains of his ritual.
"Fetty... I can explain..." Valerius tried to approach with open arms, trying to use Lilith's magic charm.
"Don't touch me with hands stained with baby blood!" Fetty drew his keris. "You stole his face! You stole my love! You are the most disgusting creature ever created!"
Suddenly, the space between them cracked. The real Thanatophros de Mortain emerged from the shadows, his face filled with divine wrath.
"Time for this charade to end, Vampire," Thanatophros' voice boomed. "You used my face to commit this abomination? You will pay for every drop of blood in a nightmare that will never end."
Fetty is now standing between two men who have almost identical faces. One is the charming but deadly lord of dreams, and the other is the obsessed and sinful vampire prince.
Will Fetty use his power to destroy both of them, or will he be forced to work with one of them to get out of the mansion which is now starting to collapse because of Lucifer's wrath?
The echo of Fetty's anger collapsed the ceiling of the dungeon, dropping ancient dust onto a pool of ritual blood that still smelled sickly sweet. Under the dim light of a baby candle that was almost extinguished, there stood two men with almost identical faces—both of them had good looks that could melt the soul, but held different horrors.
Chapter: The Battle of the Three Axis of Darkness
Valerius, with 10% of Lilith's magic, tried to maintain his elegant form even though his dark silver eyes began to glow blood red. On the other hand, Thanatophros de Mortain emerged from the violet mist, his nightmarish wings made of thousands of screaming black butterflies spread wide.
"You are not just a face stealer, Valerius. You are a stain on the darkness!" roared Thanatophros.
Fighting broke out. Thanatophros attacks with a frequency wave that makes the dungeon melt into a terrifying dream world. The stone walls turned into pulsating flesh, and the marble floors became a swamp made from the tears of wasted souls.
Valerius responded with a frenzy of hellish magic. He summoned the shadow of Lucifer that resided in his magic. Each blow released black flames that burned Thanatophros' dream essence. The two of them fought in a disgusting yet beautiful way; every wound created released violet light and glistening silver blood.
Chapter: The Awakening of Raden Roro
Fetty stood in the middle of the energy vortex. He looked around; thousands of babies who had been sacrificed, a betrayal of love built on lies, and two monsters who fought over him as if he were just a trophy.
"ENOUGH!" shouted Fetty.
His voice no longer sounded human. It is the collective voice of angry Javanese ancestors. The Dream Key Kris in his hand glowed deep gold, slicing through the violet mist and black flames. Fetty no longer takes anyone's side. He hated Valerius for his bloody rituals, and he hated Thanatophros for his deadly false beauty.
Unconsciously, Fetty cast a spell that he read from an ancient temple relief on Mount Lawu. His strength which was only 5% suddenly exploded out of pure anger. The roots of a giant tree from another dimension penetrated the floor of the mansion, roughly entwining Valerius and Thanatophros' legs.
Chapter: The Wrath of the Empress of Hell
Suddenly, an elegant yet eerie shrill laugh resounded. Lilith appeared on the altar, sitting majestically on a pile of skulls.
"What a beautiful mess this is," Lilith said, her eyes looking at Fetty with terrible interest. "Valerius, you failed to keep your secret. And Thanatophros... you are too proud of your world."
Lilith snapped her fingers. The 10% magic he gave Valerius began to react wildly. Valerius' face began to crack like expensive porcelain. Half of his face still resembled the charming Thanatophros, while the other half returned to his pale and violent vampire form. The sight was truly sickening and terrifying—a combination of an angel and a devil in one body.
Chapter: The Destruction of Blackwood Mansion
The mansion begins to collapse. The stone statues that usually bowed to Valerius now shattered into pieces, exploding into dust as energies from three dimensions (Hell, Dream, and Mystical Java) collided.
Valerius, in his mad desperation, tried to crawl towards Fetty. "Fetty... I did it for you! I want you to love me!"
"You don't love me, Valerius," replied Fetty with tears streaming down his cheeks which were now decorated with mystical gold streaks. "You only love your own reflection in my eyes."
Thanatophros tried to pull Fetty into the vortex of his dreams one last time. "Come with me, Fetty! In my world, you will not see this abomination!"
"Your world is just a beautiful grave, Thanatophros," Fetty plunged his dagger into the floor.
Chapter: The End of an Illusion
An explosion of golden white light engulfed everything. The basement collapsed completely.
When the dust settled, Fetty stood on the ruins of the Blackwood Mansion, where only black rubble now remained. Valerius lay helpless in the distance, his form permanently disfigured—his face remained torn between the beauty of Thanatophros and the horror of the vampire, an eternal punishment from Lilith.
Thanatophros was forced to retreat back to the Dream Realm, his body badly injured by the power of the Javanese keris which he could not manipulate.
Fetty took a deep breath. The French night air was cold but free. He still loved the memory of Thanatophros, and there was a small part of him that still felt sorrow for the broken Valerius, but his hatred was much greater.
He walked away from the ruins, carrying his heirloom keris, into the darkness of a real night—not a dream, not hell.
Will Valerius try to find the remains of Lucifer's followers to restore his face and take revenge? Or will Fetty be able to return to Java to cleanse the curse that now flows in his blood?
Fetty's footsteps felt heavy when he set foot on the terrace of his parents' house in East Jakarta. The noise of vehicles and the smell of satay being grilled at the end of the road should provide a feeling of warmth, but in Fetty's eyes, this world still feels like a shadow.
When his mother opened the door and screamed with emotion, Fetty immediately fell into the arms of the woman who gave birth to him. However, the hug felt empty. On his mother's shoulder, Fetty saw his reflection in the window—and there, behind his reflection, stood two identical figures. Valerius with his hideous yet charming split face, and Thanatophros glowing pale purple.
Chapter: The Madness Behind the Reflection
The first days at home were a silent torture. Fetty began to show behavior that made goosebumps rise up his family's spine. He could stand for hours in front of the large mirror in the living room, whispering affectionately as if he was seducing someone, then suddenly scream hysterically and try to scratch the glass.
"Go away! You masked monster! And you... don't sing that song again!" Fetty shouted into the empty air.
When bathing, he often laughed to himself looking at the reflection of the water in the bathtub. For him, the water was the door to the Liquid Crystal Palace. He was often seen dancing in the middle of the night in the living room, dancing with elegant movements but so fast that his feet bled, just like the death dance forced by Thanatophros.
Chapter: Family Bargaining and Mystical Failure
Fetty's extended family gathered in a tense and heartbreaking atmosphere. His desperate father summoned all the spiritual experts he could find.
A black magic shaman was brought in, but when the shaman tried to cast a spell, the heirloom keris on Fetty's waist shook violently and made the shaman vomit black blood and then run away in fear.
A Kyai came to read holy verses, but Fetty just laughed in Valerius' baritone voice, mocking that "even heaven has thrown away its prince."
The priest and monk tried to carry out an exorcism, but the holy water they sprinkled actually evaporated into violet smoke that smelled of rotten jasmine.
"He's not just possessed by a demon," whispered the priest with a pale face. "He carries two dimensions of darkness in his soul."
The whole family finally gave up. They no longer see Fetty as their sweet daughter, but as a very crazy and dangerous figure. They saw Fetty often strangling his own neck until it bruised, as if he was imitating Valerius' possessive grip.
Chapter: Palm Duren – White Prison
In one heartbreaking night, his father decided the hardest thing. With the help of several well-built male nurses, Fetty was forced into the ambulance.
"I'm sorry father, son... this is for your own good," sobbed his father when he saw Fetty tied on a stretcher.
Fetty didn't fight back. He just stared at the dark Jakarta night sky and muttered, "Valerius is waiting for me in the corner of the corridor... and Thanatophros has prepared my dream bed there."
Fetty was finally admitted to a mental hospital in Duren Sawit. He was placed in an isolated room with soft white walls, without mirrors, without running water, and without sharp objects. The family thought this was the end of his suffering.
Chapter: Inhabitants of Room Number 13
However, in the quiet isolation room, darkness became increasingly rampant. Without any interference from the outside world, Valerius and Thanatophros are now free to completely control Fetty's mind.
The nurses at RSJ Duren Sawit often reported sickening and terrible things from Fetty's room. They often saw the shadow of a tall, marble-faced man standing in the corner of the room through the surveillance hole, but when the door was opened, the room was empty. They also often hear the sound of a harp which is very beautiful but makes anyone who hears it feel like they want to die because they are sad.
Fetty was found sitting in the corner of the room, his face now decorated with increasingly thick gold streaks. He smiled charmingly, his eyes staring at the empty white wall. To outsiders, he was crazy. But for Fetty, he is sitting on a throne, flanked by the two most handsome men in the universe who continue to fight over every drop of his blood and dreams.
"Did you see?" Fetty whispered to the wall. "Here, nothing can separate us. Not father, not mother... just the three of us in this disgusting eternity."
Will Lilith's magic continue to chase Valerius down the corridors of the mental hospital? And can Fetty use his remaining Javanese power to completely destroy the two entities from within his mind?
The white hallways at RSJ Duren Sawit, which are usually only filled with the soft moans of patients, have now turned into a sickening and terrifying energy field. Fetty's presence in Isolation Room Number 13 does not bring calm, but rather a dimensional "leak" that begins to infect the sanity of anyone in the building.
Chapter: Mass Nightmare Outbreak
This phenomenon starts at midnight. The patients in the rose and jasmine wards suddenly woke up simultaneously. They didn't scream, but instead started dancing. Their dance was elegant, charming, but forced—their shackled feet moved nimbly across the concrete floor until their nails fell off and bled.
"He's coming... The Lord of Dreams brings us a song," muttered an old patient with empty bulging eyes.
Nurses who tried to calm them found themselves trapped in disgusting hallucinations. They saw that the walls of the hospital were emitting a thick, violet liquid that smelled like rotten flowers. On the ceiling of the corridor, thousands of black butterflies with wings made of human skin fluttered, dropping dream dust that made the officers fall into a beautiful but deadly coma.
Chapter: The Appearance of the Torn Prince
In the midst of the chaos, Valerius' figure appeared in the main corridor. His face, which was torn between the handsomeness of Thanatophros and the horror of a vampire, was now even more disgusting because Lilith's magic was starting to rot. He no longer needed a door; it penetrates the walls of patients' cells, sucking out the remains of their hope of recovering their strength.
Every patient Valerius touches instantly becomes dry, their skin wrinkles like a mummy in a matter of seconds. "Fetty... where is my queen?" Valerius growled, his voice shaking the window panes until they shattered.
Valerius has now become a predator in the mental hospital, finding his way to Fetty's isolation room through the trail of the scent of baby blood that still lingers in his soul.
Chapter: Crazy Ritual in Room 13
In Room 13, Fetty sat cross-legged in the middle of the room. He no longer looked crazy; he looked majestic yet terrifying. The golden streaks on his face now glowed brightly, blending with the violet aura emanating from his chest.
To his left, Thanatophros stood with his crystal harp, plucking strings made from human nerves. To his right, the image of the real Valerius began to solidify.
"You think this wall can hold us out?" Fetty whispered to the white walls which were now starting to be filled with paintings made from his own blood.
Fetty started doing disgusting things: he bit his own finger until it bled and drew the sigil of Lucifer that he remembered from the basement of the mansion, but he mixed it with ancient Javanese script. He wants to unite the powers of Hell, Dreams, and Mysticism to create his own world within RSJ Duren Sawit.
Chapter: Confrontation in the White Prison
When the real Valerius broke through the iron door of Room 13, he was greeted by a sight that was both enchanting and sickening. Fetty was no longer afraid. He stood, his black hair floating in the magical wind.
"Welcome to my palace, Valerius," said Fetty with a smile so charming that anyone who saw it would instantly fall in love, even though a disgusting pool of blood was spilling under his feet.
Suddenly, all the RSJ patients who had been infected by Fetty's magic gathered in front of the room. They knelt, their heads bowed. They are no longer human; they are Fetty's new "living statues", replacing the stone statues in France.
Chapter: Logical Destruction
The Director of the RSJ and the doctors who saw through the CCTV monitor could only remain frozen. They saw their patients performing a ritual worship of a young woman surrounded by two handsome monsters. Medical logic is dead. For the outside world, this is a tragedy of mass madness, but for Fetty, this is the beginning of his new power.
The mental hospital has now become East Jakarta's version of the "Blackwood Mansion", where the boundaries between sanity, dreams and hell have been lost forever.
Will a special exorcist team or military be sent to destroy the now cursed RSJ Duren Sawit? And will Fetty be able to maintain control when Thanatophros and Valerius start fighting again in that narrow isolation room?
The chaos at RSJ Duren Sawit reached its peak when black thunder boomed across the sky in East Jakarta. Inside Room 13, the clashing mystical energies of hellish magic, dreamforce, and remnants of Javanese mysticism suddenly exploded in a single pulse of blinding white light.
Chapter: The Prince's Destruction and the Loss of Grace
The explosion sucked all the strength from Fetty's body. The gold streaks on his face faded, the black flames in his hand went out, and the heirloom dagger he was holding shattered into fine dust. Fetty fell to his knees, gasping for breath, returning to being an ordinary human being who was weak and fragile without the slightest magical protection.
In front of him, Valerius screamed heartbreakingly. Lilith's remaining magic in her body was unable to withstand the impact of the pure energy. The vampire prince's body cracked like ancient ceramics, shattering into pieces until they became gray ash that flew through the air in the hospital corridor. However, Valerius's obsessive soul did not disappear; he darted out of the room, looking for a new host who could accommodate his darkness.
Chapter: Reincarnation in a White Robe
At the end of the corridor, a man stood calmly amidst the panic. He is Doctor Aristhos, the most handsome and accomplished mental medicine specialist at the RSJ. Aristhos has an extraordinarily beautiful and exotic appearance; jet black skin that shines due to the mixture of African and Indian blood, with a firm jaw and sharp but cool eyes.
Without anyone realizing it, the dust of Valerius' soul entered Aristhos' veins. However, something strange happened. Valerius' soul was unable to control Aristhos. On the contrary, Valerius' darkness was swallowed by a much older light within the 35 year old doctor's body.
Aristos is not an ordinary human being. He is a direct descendant of Thanatophoric, the Lord of the Dream Realm who is actually 500,000 years old. All of Aristhos' qualities—his generosity, his melodious voice, and his ability to calm even the most hysterical of patients—are the pure inheritance of the master of dreams.
Chapter: Meeting in the Isolation Room
Aristhos stepped into Room 13. Fetty, who was sitting slumped on the floor, looked up, his puffy eyes looked at the doctor's figure. Fetty was stunned; he saw a face that was racially different from the Thanatophros he knew in France, but the aura... the aura was 100% identical. A majestic, elegant, and soothing beauty radiates from Aristhos' dark skin.
"Fetty," Aristhos' voice echoed, soft but authoritative. "Your dream is over. Now it's time for you to return to reality."
Fetty felt very comfortable just hearing that voice. He no longer hated the man in front of him, even though he knew that Valerius' soul was now imprisoned in this doctor's body as an eternal servant of Aristhos' consciousness.
Chapter: Imprisoned Obsession
Valerius is now trapped inside Aristhos' mind. He could see Fetty, he could feel Fetty's presence, but he had no control over that body. He was forced to watch another man—a man who was a real manifestation of Thanatophros—touch Fetty's forehead with genuine medical affection.
Aristhos guided Fetty to his feet. "I will care for you, not as a prisoner, but as a patient I wish to cure. You are safe with me."
Fetty cried with emotion, he hugged Aristhos tightly. He felt he had found a real "heaven" in this world. However, deep within Aristhos's generous gaze, there was an ancient glint that showed that he knew exactly who he was and what his ancestor, Thanatophros, had done to this woman throughout the hundreds of thousands of years of dream cycles.
Chapter: Deceptive Peace
RSJ Duren Sawit is slowly returning to calm. This mass supernatural phenomenon disappeared as if it were just a collective hallucination. Fetty is now Doctor Aristhos' favorite patient. Every day, Aristhos came to bring him flowers and read him books, providing the elegant and majestic comfort that Fetty had been looking for.
However, Fetty is now completely dependent on Aristhos. Without her powers, she is just an ordinary woman who falls deeply in love with the doctor who holds the key to her room door. He didn't realize that he had moved from one prison to another, which was much more beautiful and neat.
Behind Aristhos' generous smile, Valerius' soul continued to scream in silence, trapped in the flesh of a man far greater than him, while the real Thanatophros smiled from dreamland, seeing his offspring successfully secure his prey in the real world.
Will Fetty realize that Doctor Aristhos deliberately made him lose his powers so he would remain dependent on him? And what would happen if Valerius' soul managed to find a way to whisper the truth into Fetty's ear while Aristhos was asleep?
The darkness at RSJ Duren Sawit has now been replaced by a sickening but calming sterility. Doctor Aristhos, his jet black skin glistening under the neon lights, stepped into Fetty's room. The sound of his loafers hitting the marble floor sounded like a very regular musical rhythm—majestic, elegant, and full of control.
In Aristhos' body, Valerius' soul screamed in a narrow prison of consciousness. The vampire prince can now only see the world through Aristhos' eyes, feel Aristhos' fingers touching Fetty's skin, but he cannot move a single inch of the doctor's muscles.
Chapter: Intoxicating Therapy
Fetty sat on the edge of the bed, his now normal brown eyes—without a glint of gold—stared at Aristhos with deep adoration. Without his powers, Fetty feels like a lost child, and Aristhos is his only compass.
"How are you feeling today, Fetty?" Aristhos asked. His voice is a smooth baritone, a legacy of Thanatophros' 500,000-year-old lineage.
"I feel... safe with you, Doctor," whispered Fetty. He took Aristhos's big, warm hand. "But sometimes, I hear Valerius' voice calling me from inside your chest. Am I really crazy?"
Aristhos smiled—a smile that was very generous but never reached his cold eyes. "It's just remnants of trauma, my dear. Let me give you 'medicine' so you can sleep better."
Aristhos injected a clear liquid into Fetty's arm. It wasn't an ordinary sedative; it is dream essence that has been chemically solidified. Instantly, Fetty fell into Aristhos' arms, unconscious, returning to the dreamland that Aristhos had prepared for him.
Chapter: Subtle and Dangerous Possessiveness
After Fetty fell asleep, Aristhos' true nature began to emerge. He locked the isolation room door from the inside. He no longer acted like a generous doctor. He caressed Fetty's face with a possessiveness that was far more terrifying than Valerius, because he did it with absolute calm.
"You see, Valerius?" Aristhos spoke to himself, to the vampire soul trapped inside him. "You used violence and disgusting baby rituals. It was primitive. I... I used love, dependency, and science. Now, he is all mine. Without strength, he would never be able to run."
Inside Aristhos' mind, Valerius was raging. "He loves me because of the spell! He loves you because you drugged his soul! You're more of a monster than me, Doctor!"
Aristhos laughed softly. "Maybe. But I'm the monster he worships."
Chapter: Whispers from Within the Body
That night, while Aristhos was conducting a night inspection, an anomaly occurred. Valerius' immense inner pressure managed to create a momentary "crack". When Aristhos brought his face closer to examine Fetty's pupils, Aristhos' lips moved beyond his control.
"Run... Fetty... run..." whispered Valerius' hoarse voice, coming out of Aristhos' mouth. "He... isn't... Thanatophros... he's... a bigger... prison..."
Fetty woke up a little, hearing the whisper on the verge of his consciousness. He saw Aristhos' beautiful and beautiful face, but for a moment, he saw the reflection of Valerius' silver eyes behind Aristhos' deep black eyes.
Fetty gasped, trying to withdraw his hand. "Doctor? What did you say?"
Chapter: The Perfect Trap
Aristhos quickly took control back. He pressed Fetty's shoulder gently but very firmly. "I'm just saying that you have to trust me completely, Fetty. Don't listen to the voices in your head. They want to separate us."
Aristhos then whispered words in an ancient language—the language Thanatophros spoke 500,000 years ago. Those words hypnotized Fetty instantly, erasing the doubts that had just arisen. Fetty calmed down again, his eyes returned to being empty and full of fake love.
Outside the isolation room, the nurses at RSJ Duren Sawit started whispering. They saw that Doctor Aristhos had not come out of Fetty's room for hours. They saw how the other patients started to fear Doctor Aristhos, as if the doctor carried a very oppressive ancient aura.
Chapter: A False Homecoming
Fetty's family came to visit, seeing Fetty who looked very calm and "recovered". They were very grateful to the handsome and generous Doctor Aristhos. They didn't know that every time they went home, Aristhos would take Fetty to his private laboratory in the hospital's basement, where he experimented to merge Fetty's soul with the dream world permanently.
Fetty is now at the peak of his sickening "happiness". He loved Aristhos, he missed Aristhos, and he didn't know that every breath he took was part of the grand plan of the descendant of the Lord of Dreams to make him immortal in beautiful suffering.
Will Valerius' soul succeed in exploding Aristhos' body from the inside to save Fetty in an equally terrible way? And what will happen if Fetty accidentally drinks Aristhos' experimental fluid that can restore his memory about the baby ritual?