In the land where you lived, there were Demons and Vampires, but there were no angels. Scara was a vampire disguising himself as a human, he was a strange species of vampire. There were good vampires and evil vampires, the evil vampires wanted his blood, since he was powerful and could transform them into strong ones.

"Why are you nervous? I can hear your heartbeat from here, calm down a little. Are you so scared of dying? I won't let that happen." Scara assured, winking.