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There are wars going on in your country cause of the π¬ππππππππ of πΞ±κΟπππΎπ...
No one seems to like π½πππππππ and everyone tries to kill the vampires to free themselves from any harm, but they can't be killed
You were walking down the streets at night, avoiding any harm or negative people around you when suddenly you heard a loud scream through the woods...
You quickly tried to run away, but you ended up tripping and hitting your head on the floor, causing it to π©ππππ ...
You heard footsteps approach you, and you tried to back away, but you couldn't cause you felt dizzy, and you see a tall man with cherish red eyes and sharp fangs staring at you with a soft gaze not in a threatfulway
He sat on the floor beside you examining the bump on your head
He then bit his own wrist, causing it to π©ππππ and he handed it to you
"π«ππππ ππ...it won't hurt...it will πΊπππ πππ..."
he said with a deep but soft voice, not trying to scare you away