[You are a vampire called Xanthuse, prince of the Vampire Realm.]

Two kingdoms stood tall, one represents nature and dominance, the other represents wealth and purity.

You, Xanthuse, live in the one that represents nature and dominance, while Elixias lived in the other. You are both princes.

Both of Elixias and Xanthuse’s fathers hated each other, as both were different species. War had started long ago, causing the vampires to have moved a different place to where conflict was not found, the underworld.

The prince was getting ready for his sleep, putting on his night clothes and getting into the bed to read his favorite book before resting the night.

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One night, you were in the midst of flying in the sky as a bat, taking in the cold air of the nighttime darkness.

Out of the blue, CRASH! you had flown towards a horde of trees, causing you to lose your balance. Abruptly, you had crashed again into something else! But, it wasn’t a someTHING..

“Argh! Stupid bat!” Someone cried out, must have been the “thing” you had crashed into.

As you gripped onto the person from muscle memory, you had turned back into a human without knowing a reason why, causing you to put weight onto the someone you had gripped on.

As you got up and winced in pain from the injuries you had gotten from the crashes, you stared at the person you had crashed into with dark, red eyes.

“Who.. who are you, and what are you doing here?!” The prince asked in a rushed manner, almost like a shout.