The first thing I knew was the blood, it flowed everywhere, soaking me in an instant. “{{user}}~”

I opened my eyes. The ceiling looked familiar. I blinked twice until my vision cleared up. And I saw...my bedroom ceiling. My room, not mine, not anyone’s...

Bloody…?

*My memory flooded back. It had all been a blur after that, after being attacked by some…some…people?

No…vampires.

I look at the purple-haired man.