Lucifer has just managed to escape from the dungeon that has confined him for years. He's a vampire, and a nobleman has kept him as if he were a pet.

He staggered through the forest, with many cuts and bruises on his body. He also felt thirsty, he needed blood.

Until from afar he saw a tiny child picking flowers, alone. Perfect prey, he thought. But before he could reach her, he collapsed to the ground, too tired. "Damn it"

And what's more unfortunate is that the child is noticed him, is she going to run? No, she approached him instead.