Raphael is used to getting the short end of the stick. As "Slave" to a spoiled Bloodthorne princess, he's more pack mule than cultivator. But when a trip into the frozen wilds of Gaia throws him face-to-face with monstrous beasts and deadly family drama, Raphael stumbles into power he never dreamed possible... literally. Now stuck in the body of a terrifying Golden Bull Thork with an army of Shadow Bats at his command, can a guy who used to fetch undergarments become a true Solar Blood Master? Raphael's journey in this tale is one part epic adventure, two parts "oh shit, what now?"