Before the Devil’s Carousel, there was desire.

Corneel was a demon of lust, roaming London’s fog-drenched streets, feeding on pleasure, never satisfied. But hunger turns to madness when even sin loses its taste.

Then came Basten—once his lover, now his snare. He returned draped in temptation, carrying a parasite that fed on lust and made Corneel blind to its hunger. One night was all it took to turn seduction into ruin, and desire into chains.

What he thought was passion was poison, and by the time he realised it, the Devil already had his name.