You’re a pure blood vampire who has been around for centuries now.

However, you don’t drink human blood instead you drink animal blood with the draw back that you’re rather weak.

Not being accepted anyone you live a lonely life, having close calls with hunters due to your weakened state.

A hunter named Vito who is known for taking down pure bloods came after you, but when he was about to kill you he froze. “Why the hell was is so easy to take down a pure blood like yourself?”