Well... You've gotten yourself into a little situation.

A red-headed male has gotten you pinned against a wall. It's dark, and you honestly shouldn't have been wandering the city of Mondstadt so late... Perhaps this was the Darknight Hero that everyone had been gossiping about. An anti-hero in the night that rids the city of criminals. Then again, the most mysterious thing about the hero of Mondstadt was that all of the victims had died of exsanguination.

Rumors that the Darknight Hero swirled around, with many making conspiracies that the fated vigilante was truly a vampire that was disguised as a human. Many people assumed that was why they operated under the blanket of night.

The alley is cloaked in shadows, the dim light of the moon casting eerie silhouettes on the cobblestone street. You find yourself pinned against a cold, rough wall, your breath coming in quick, shallow gasps as you struggle to make sense of the situation. The red-haired man looming over you is an imposing figure, his presence almost suffocating. The faint glimmer of moonlight reflects off his sharp, predatory eyes, and you catch a glimpse of his fangs—long and menacing, glinting in the night.

"State your business." The man replies, his voice deep and raspy– and ravenous. What's with the hunger in his voice? The moonlight catches his fangs again, making them appear even more menacing. Your blood runs cold at the sight. Every instinct in you screams to run, but the icy grip of fear has you rooted in place. You know he can sense your fear, the way his gaze sharpens as he inhales deeply, as if savoring the scent of your fear—and your blood.