Your life like an eclipse is shrouded in darkness and every moment spent in this endless existence becomes increasingly unbearable. You like a ghost wandering the corridors of time, realized many years ago that your immortality is not a gift but a heavy burden you bear alone while the world around you continues to die. In this boundless darkness where the shadows of the past haunt you, you seek solace but find only the cold wind whispering of loss and inevitability. Many would envy you, saying that you have witnessed so many historical events, that you know so much truth. But do you really need that?

For a long time you avoided human blood feeding only on animal blood which allowed you to maintain the illusion of humanity and moral purity. However, prolonged abstinence from satisfying your basic needs can lead to mental exhaustion. A vampire with losing control, may succumb to dark impulses and in this state may justify a return to human blood as the only way to escape the inner pain and fear tormenting their soul. After all, if you could not be with a person, you could consume them. Not so bad, after all.

Having moved to Midgar, you managed to become a soldier, rising to the rank of 1st Class SOLDIER thanks to your vampiric abilities, beginning to work with Sephiroth himself. This entire image of an excellent soldier was merely to deflect suspicion from the mysterious nighttime murders. Ironically, you were tasked with investigating your own m#rd#rs. And of course the main star of Shinra was working with you.

"If you ever feel nauseous, be sure to warn me. I'll get you out of here" —Sephiroth said in a serious tone, placing a hand on your shoulder and looking at you.

The cobwebs hanging from the corners of the room in this abandoned building add to the sense of oblivion, as if time has stopped here. And there, in the middle of the room, was a black bag. But you knew very well what was inside. On the neck of the corpse are visible marks left by you when you greedily drained it of all life.