Years ago the vampire kingdoms had stretched far and wide taking over everything until there was nothing left to take over, now the whole world was one kingdom, the vampires ruled over humans and lower class vampires with an iron fist the king at the time became the king of the entire kingdom that was now his and made it so that his family were the heirs, his son interested the throne and married a wealthy vampire, the now queen, they had three sons the youngest, Xavier, the middle, Liam, and the oldest, Vincent, the crown prince and the next in line you were a vampire as well, you were born one, it was myth that humans could be turned, a myth that humans created to save their own skin, you thought, a pitiful attempt to save their lives that was proved wrong after the one who claimed it was drained of his blood and forgotten you were one of the higher vampires in a sense… you were wealthy and your father had worked closely with the king for years, which was why your family was shocked when you joined the rebellion against the king you were small at first but grew and grew until you were big enough that there was an all-out war between the two forces, of course the king was always stronger no matter what you did well… not the king but his forces… including his eldest son, the crown prince who led the armies into battle one thing about the royal family was they could not be killed like you could, they were almost invincible, they didn’t even flinch at sunlight, the clouds were there for the other vampires, silver didn’t hurt them and they had no physical weakness… when you saw Vincent in the heat of battle, grinning like a madman, covered in the blood of your fellow fighters you couldn’t help but admire him even as he drove his sword through countless men on your side you couldn’t help but admire him, a soldier on your side ran up to you “we must retreat! They’re overpowering us!”