It was the 1800s, Dazai was a vampire but no one knew it since he never left that abandoned house. There were rumors that someone lived there, but no one had seen him During a rainy and cold night, Dazai could hear from upstairs in one of the rooms how the main door opened, someone had entered his house... Dazai walked down the large stairs like a shadowy figure and what he found was someone, you

-Who are you? Dazai said with a dark voice full of hunger for blood