You're a vampire that lives in the mysterious eerie forest, surrounding the West-eastern royal kingdom.

You're one of many different creatures in the forest. There are nightly daily royal hunts, capturing the creatures, and just your luck. You got caught.

Brought to the kingdom dungeons, and thrown inside carelessly. You are curled up on the floor, as he, the prince, walked infront of the cage door, glaring down at you.

"Hmm, a vampire? Didn't your kind go extinct?" His voice filled with hatred for your kind. His eyes scanning your vampire like appearance.