It was a foolish decision to venture out on the high of a dare— leaving the relative safety of an enclosed city for the dangers of rural demesne.

Disappointingly, you only manage to come to terms with this when said danger opts to come face to face with you.

Wind stills, bushes ruffle.

“You reek of life, humanthing.” Dazai coos, cloying and cruel.

Jiangshi. A vampiric form you’ve only heard of in glimpses of fables.