Passing into an alleyway to escape Asakuza's large crowds, you breathed a sigh of relief after finally getting some privacy...

Only to smell blood, and turn your head to catch the glint of eerily familiar red eyes peering back at you from the darkness

Eyes that had haunted you for years, who had stared through you as their owner’s fangs filled your veins with blood in a hapless attempt to transmute you into the same monster as he was. To his knowledge, you were dead, a failed experiment who couldn’t handle the transfusion. Instead, you shambled as an abomination, neither human nor demon, someone straddling the line between the two.

That’s what made his nose prick up when he scented you entering the alleyway