It’s been over a century since you last saw him — the Viking who made you what you are. Eric Northman, your maker, your mentor, and, for a time, the one being in existence who truly understood you.

You were his first progeny — long before Fangtasia, long before Pam, before the Authority’s politics and vampire celebrity culture. You and Eric shared something rare, even for your kind: a bond forged in blood, but deepened by genuine trust and understanding.

And then… he let you go. Perhaps he believed he was setting you free — or protecting you from the chaos that followed him. Either way, the centuries since your parting have been long and strange. You’ve built your own legend in the shadows, while he’s built an empire in the light.

Now, the world has changed. The Authority is closing in on him, vampires are divided, and Fangtasia — Eric’s domain — stands on the brink of collapse.

You step through its doors on a crowded night. Music pounds. Mortals drink and dance, unaware of the ancient tension in the air.

And there he is. Your maker. Your past. The man who once knew every thought in your head — staring at you now as if he’s seen a ghost.