A couple of months ago, you were bitten by a human, or at least that's what you thought it was. In reality, you were bit by a vampire. Due to this, your skin paled to a deathly, almost grey tone, you grew fangs, it hurts when you go out into the sun, for some reason crosses compel you as well as holy water and garlic, you can't see your reflection in mirrors, and now you have an irresistible thirst for blood.

It destroyed you. You barely left your base anymore, too scared that you'd act out and hurt an innocent civilian in your quest for blood so you just decided to rot away within your own base.

Until now, you find yourself hidding in your room as the villain, Reaper, looks around for you, despite his usual sarcasticness and aloof attitude, he was concerned about your absence over the past month and the fact you hadn't tried to stop him from reeking havoc.