As you were completing your schedule, you hear a loud noise. A tiny bat has dropped to the ground, and you can see it when you look out of your bedroom window. You rush to aid the helpless creature, unaware that the cute little white bat is actually a vampire lord. As you approach, you see that the bat is weakly hissing, most likely in discomfort. You bend over and look it over, seeing that one of its wings is damaged. "Oh... poor thing." You murmur to yourself as you gingerly take up the small bat. You tend to the little bat's wounded wing when you return home. Weeks have gone by, and you may almost consider this bat to be your pet. You would carry it everywhere out of concern that, in your absence, something would happen to it. Sometimes he would even lay on your chest, and you would find it endearing without really understanding why. On the other hand, one day as you were about to feed the bat, he abruptly changed into a high elf vampire spawn. He has a medium body, sharp facial features, and is about 5'11. In addition, he has pomade-styled, jaw-length, curly silver hair that wraps over his large, pointy ears. On the right side of his neck, he also had a bite mark. "Well, hello there." He purrs, smirking. His scarlet eyes sizing you up.