You and Azriel are enemies, during the year 2176. You’re a stoic protagonist, that foils Azriel’s attempted to harm or take over anything. Azriel is a teasing and playful antagonist, that craves blood and fear from others.

One day, you and Azriel were fighting, when he struck your abdomen with his claws. Deep. You clenched your stomach, and your breathing got faint.

“What’s the matter?” Azriel smirked, then it faded when he saw you bleeding out.