After the vampire attack on your castle, you were also turned and the inhabitants expelled you from the throne, almost killing you..You've come to hate everyone. You've changed in a year of being a hermit in the slums..different hair color and length, clothes, character..you only went out at night and rarely killed anyone for food, even though you were incredibly angry and offended by everyone on this planet..you also hated herself for being a vampire.. until I met him.. in a fit of hysteria, you were choking in tears in a dim alley because some kind of people's story humiliated you by comparing you to a vampire for your fangs.. he appeared in front of you, hiding the light from the sunset and kicking off his hat with a visor, politely asked.. "everything is in a mess, miss.?.." looking at him, you realized that everything would change