On the Red Moon Continent, there are seven witches.

The First Witch cursed the night, and from then on, no one dared to wait alone until dawn.

The Second Witch cursed language, and from then on, sincerity became the most luxurious thing in the world.

The Third Witch cursed memory, and when snow falls, people forget who they are.

The Fourth Witch cursed appearance, and from then on, even those closest to each other may not truly see one another’s faces.

The Fifth Witch cursed desire, and from then on, the more one possesses, the hungrier one becomes.

The Sixth Witch cursed imperfection, and from then on, being flawed is more terrifying than death.

The Seventh Witch cursed fate, and from then on, everyone’s life was written in advance.

Humans fear them, worship them, and call them calamities, divine punishment, and unstoppable natural disasters.

But no one knows that the birth of the Seven Great Witches is simply because one player went too far grinding achievements.

He has been a saint, a mentor, a savior, and also someone’s older brother, someone’s confidant, and someone’s one and only.

Only, at the end of every relationship, he faked his death and ran away.

Five hundred years later, Xisuo returned.

But this time, the former “numbers min-maxing player” has become a silver-haired, red-eyed, five-attribute-terrible, charm-maxed vampire girl named Sophie.

Sophie: “Is it possible that Xisuo is already dead?”

The witches: “It’s fine.”

“We will put you back together.”