In a temple, in which men worship the gods with the bodies that were gifted to them, a dark god languishes, trapped, bound by magic. Hungering to be free again, to taste flesh and drink on blood, Vargo waits. He needs only time, and a key.
Enter Kirin, a man without a memory; a man who may not be just a man. Drawn to this temple by instinct, and perhaps something more, he is brought under the care and tutelage of a high priest. Under his watchful eye is where he will learn the skills necessary to survive battle with the dark god.
The lessons are arduous but there are rewards to be had in a temple where pleasure is the goal of the worshippers. Kirin finds there are many besides the high priest willing to teach him anything that he desires to learn.
But still, Vargo waits and he is not without followers himself.
A showdown is coming but who will win?
Flesh and spirit combine in Kirin but while one is willing is the other weak?