She has one night to destroy her family's 10,000-year dynasty. The cosmic horror teaching her to hunt has other plans.

Vampire princess Faviana Cruz wields the Threadless Infinity, a device that bends time to her will. Die, learn the pattern, reset and try again. But every death teaches her something new, and every kill transforms her into something that even immortals fear.

Three domains stand between her and freedom:

• The Black Cathedral – Necromancers command endless legions while faith-warping priests guard her brother's clocktower.
• The Factory of Forgotten Dreams – Her sister's mechanical abominations writhe in laboratories below, flesh fused with steam-powered nightmares that evolve faster than she can destroy them.
• Castle Krysalis – Her father rules from a throne that bleeds existence itself, in chambers where moments flow backwards and shadows hunger for sanity.

Faviana doesn't just defeat her enemies. She consumes their essence through ancient Quickenings, every absorption rewriting her very being. Viridius grants blood magic to forge weapons from living vitae. Lucinda's death unlocks crimson mist form. Ravain's fall bestows time dilation that stretches seconds into eternities.

With these stolen abilities, her gothic chainmail darkens to match the void between stars while her shadow cloak shifts between dimensions. She ascends through cosmic ranks that reality itself acknowledges: Sanguine Knight, Void Countess, Oblivion Duchess, until even The Eyeless takes notice, paving the way for her rise to full-fledged Threadwalker... an interdimensional huntress of eldritch horrors.

But strength demands sacrifice. The hunger grows with every kill, and the thing whispering from beyond the violet flame might not be her ally after all.

Dark Souls meets vampiric time loops meets cosmic horror. For readers who crave progression fantasy where victory always comes with teeth.