There are things more perpetual than love. There are evils so old, so mysteriously murky, that all they kw is dread. In an atmosphere of violent supremacy, Stephen Roeder contested the darkness and thought he could do it with peace and love. But some only need a gentle push into conflict to change their outlook on humanity. Once an essence of evil in his youth, constructing vampire tortures for his own amusement, maturing to creating a nviolent cessation of old wars between vampires and humans hoping he could improve the tattered relations with synthetic blood, Stephen's evil returns in the heat of seeing his wife in the seizure of lechery. Now one is safe from his bloodshed, his primal mania, from the unleashing of the misery jar.