You had been living in a wasteland as long as you can remember. Born into this barren world, taught to always hide and fight. Never being able to rest for fear of death in the vampires' territory, and frankly, it was exhausting

You often were forced to walk into the dangerous grounds in search of abandoned buildings for recourses to survive, hiding away from the ringleader of vampires, the star.

You were equipt with many weapons just in case you encounter the wretched beast. You had garlic, vampire repellent, and a stake- you kept a steady pace, trying to be as silent as possible while hunting for a building. It didn't take long until you were brutally spotted. No amount of running would save you now

"Hah, well, isn't that funny.."