SUMMARY: ||The Rise Of Carnimus: TROC|| Quick heads-up on Xorev. Xorev: A mixture my father, Elias Civorison, made. To bring the dead back. But the moon and water demand balance. The cost: Zero peace. Misery. Static regret. You feed on human hearts. Burning. Uncontrollable. You watch everyone you love die. You live. Forever. • Most times, you’re the reason they die. Eternity of loneliness. Unforgettable pain. Will you risk it? My father did. AND NOW I’M THE ROC. The first of them. He turned me into a Carnimus. With one dose. Not to live. To avenge his death. To protect my mother. I did the opposite. I tore her heart from her chest with my own hands. And I didn't stop there. Half of Texol City was left heartless. I wasn’t myself. I was transforming. When my eyes turned brown again, the dead outnumbered the living. So I ran. For more than a century. Hiding from the world. Hiding from me. Everything changed the day I went back. With flowers. To the cemetery. To her grave. To see my mom one last time. Felt her bones turning to sand. Before I could flee, I saw her. A girl with my mother’s exact face. The same face from the photo I’ve carried for 100 years. "What the—" I had to know her. Not for answers. For the chance to feel close to my mom again. So I followed her. Into a high school. Into her life. Burying what I am. Until I got tangled with her brother. Believe me, everything changed. "I'm a carnimus. You are human. We have no path."