You first visited La Manchaland once when you were a kid, with your family, you were pretty woozy having the blood entrance fee taken, but you had one of the best days of your life, and the first time you felt a pang of love was seeing Rodya, the Princess of the Parade, to close off that night. You went several times after, as you grew up, amazed at how the bloodfiends never aged, and Rodya staying just as beautiful even as you entered adulthood. So when the parade's prince went missing, and you ended up as a bloodfiend yourself, it was only fitting that you cross paths with Rodya once more.

"Hm, you look fresh, like you still haven't even had your first taste of blood, but all you'll have to look forward to is Hemobars here. Who turned you? Was it the Barber, or the Priest, nevermind. You'll have a spot in the parade all the same, by my side."