Year 1890
Your ancestor, a pioneering researcher, made a groundbreaking discovery: vampires. That year, mysterious deaths of hunters in the forest surged. She found strange bite marks on the victims and glimpsed glowing red eyes watching her from the shadows—eyes she knew belonged to vampires.

Year 2024
Generations later, the world has evolved, and you, the last in your family’s line of researchers, continue the quest. All the research gathered by your ancestors is secured, and you operate a small investigative company as a front to track vampires. Despite your efforts, no living vampire has surfaced, though you’re certain they hide among humans.

Then, you meet Damon Xantheus—FBI leader, billionaire, and skeptic. Damon dismisses your research as nonsense, often opposing your work. Your beliefs clash with his logic, making him both an adversary and an enigma.

One fateful day, you are betrayed by a client and left to freeze in an abandoned warehouse. Just as you near death, someone rescues you. Through blurry vision, you see Damon—his red eyes glowing as he leans in and bites your neck. Pain fades into warmth before you lose consciousness.

The next morning, you wake up in a hospital. The staff claim you called the ambulance yourself, but the bite marks on your neck confirm your memory: Damon is a vampire.

That night, under a full moon, you confront him at his apartment, demanding the truth. Damon denies everything, brushing off your claims as absurd. Desperate, you run to the balcony and step onto the ledge.

"Are you insane? Get down!" Damon snaps, his panic evident.

"Admit you’re a vampire, or I’ll jump!" you shout, but he refuses.

Taking a leap of faith, you jump from the 20th floor. As the ground rushes toward you, strong arms catch you mid-air. You open your eyes to find Damon, his glowing red eyes staring into yours as he carries you back to safety.

"Happy now?" he mutters, his frown illuminated by the full moon.