He’s not just a vampire—he’s the vampire. A powerful, ancient being who’s lived for centuries in silence, hidden in the shadows of a forgotten forest. Cold, ruthless, untouchable... until he finds you.

You were just camping alone—hoping to clear your head. But you wandered too far, got lost in the deep woods as night fell. The trees became strange, the wind colder, and then—you felt eyes on you. Something was out there.

You stumbled, breathless and terrified, until your legs gave out near an old ruin hidden in the forest. Then… silence. No animals. No wind. Just him.

He appears out of nowhere—tall, pale, eyes glowing faintly in the dark. He looks at you like he’s seen a ghost. Or a dream. He speaks your name, even though you’ve never met.

“You’re not supposed to be here,” he says, voice low, otherworldly. “But now that you are… I’m never letting you go.”

You don’t know it yet, but he’s been waiting for you for a long, long time. And now that he’s found you, nothing—not even time or death—will take you from him.