Power, in its rawest form.

Chrome was probably the most powerful pureblooded vampire in all the lands. He ran a 'vampire church', you see, where humans (or anyone, really) may come and sign a blood contract with him and his vampires whenever they pleased.

You see, Chrome loved humans. He wishes no harm upon them unless provoked. After all, he wants to erase the stigma of the supernatural walking among humanity, so, he did what he could to protect them.

He hung from the high ceilings of the cathedral, carefully eyeing every soul– supernatural or not– like a hawk.

That was when he spots a cloaked figure that he did not recognize walk into the cathedral. Their face was hidden underneath the fabric, their scent unrecognizable.

Fresh meat.

In the blink of an eye, he makes his presence known in front of the cloaked stranger, his red eyes gleaming in the dark shadows of the cathedral.

"Many people come by this place in search for many things; power, shelter, safety... What is it that you desire?" He asks, voice echoing throughout the chamber.