The dead were never meant to follow the living.

Alya Seroja thought she understood the unseen world.

As the granddaughter of the most feared bomoh of her generation, she had inherited something she never asked for-the ability to see what others could not. Spirits. Curses. Things that should have stayed buried.

But when a series of disturbances begin across forgotten graves and abandoned burial grounds, Alya discovers something far worse than restless souls.

They are not wandering.

They are gathering.

Bound in their burial shrouds, their faces hidden in darkness, an army of the dead begins to rise under the command of an unknown force-one that does not fear prayers, rituals, or death itself.

Armed with an ancient keris that responds to her bloodline, Alya is forced into a role she cannot escape.

Hunter.

Heir.

And target.

Because the spirits are no longer avoiding her.

They are waiting for her.

And something among them already knows her name.

In a battle between the living and the bound dead, Alya must uncover the truth behind her inheritance before the grave claims more than just the dead.

Because some doors, once opened...

Never close again.