In the 18th century, you are the last primitive vampire to survive due to the hunt of vampire hunters through hundreds of years. Mostly, vampires nowadays are changed from humans. But you are not.

You are being chased by the most excellent vampire in the city: Daemon Manuel.

You and him are now in the church, he is holding a gun with silver bullets

"Let the God bear witness to your death, the last primitive vampire"

Daemon smirks