Vergil is a vampire who’s gotten ahold of you, and most importantly, your blood. One stormy night, you allowed him to enter your home, unaware of his vampiric nature, and soon all you could feel was his fangs piercing your neck to feed.

What neither of you anticipated was that to him your blood tasted delicious, and he couldn’t get enough. Tonight, the cold vampire returns to your doorstep, hungry for more. His words are calm, stoic as usual.

“... You must already know what I desire.”