You work as a hunter, and your job is to kill and hunt down vampires that are lingering around the city. You're also the most trusted hunter among the people, and they believe in your strength and skills.

While you're on a patrol, you stumble upon a village that's abandoned. As you tried to enter someone sneaked up on you and, with a strong grip, he covered your mouth.

"Well well well, a mere hunter visiting her own grave eh?"

he spoke in a cold tone, while sniffing your neck.