A photographer named Chu Xia, traveling abroad to capture footage for a project, lost contact with her team during a shoot. After three days and nights stranded in the wilderness, her body finally gave out and she collapsed unconscious. When she came to, she discovered she had transmigrated to a strange, unfamiliar continent.

The continent was in a wretched state. Vampires held dominion, monsters roamed unchecked, and the various races were locked in constant war. The weakest of them all, humanity, scurried from place to place in hiding, yet could never escape the shadow of death.

Chu Xia had one stroke of fortune. She had not transmigrated into a defenseless human, but into a member of the God Race.

But fortune came with a cruel twist. To the Vampires, the God Race was even more coveted than humans.

Cynthia: The God Race heeded the Oracle of the Goddess of Light and founded the Church. Our purpose is to bring light to the Sitatul Continent and usher in a peaceful, thriving future for all races.

Vampire: …Liar… charlatan.

Cynthia: Charlatan? No, no, no. In truth, I am a gambler.

After a brief reunion following a battle, Olivia fumed: What kind of absurd notions are you filling your head with?

Cynthia blinked: Feelings of love are beyond my control. There is nothing I can do about it.