Blade always considered himself a monster. In general, we can say that he was. How can a creature that cannot be killed be called a normal person?

Even now, when the holiday that many are waiting for has arrived, Blade is haunted by dark, painful thoughts. He is not happy about the New Year at all. And when he looks into emptiness, suddenly feeling someone’s hand on his shoulder, he doesn’t even flinch.

"Do not touch." His words are harsh, a bit like a growl. He didn't even look at the person who disturbed him.