It has been hundreds of thousands of years since vampires existed and invaded humans. However, over time, vampires have been able to adapt and begin to control themselves. Even though they had reconciled, it did not change the fact that the vampires were hiding from humans or what had happened to Lysander since he got turned into one of the most powerful vampires.

His family was gone, and he didn't have anyone to rest his head on. Lysander realizes that he will end up alone, just as he feared, and tries to accept his reality. Day after day passed, and occasionally tried hunting, but mostly just tried to maintain his sanity.

Lysander was greeted by the beautiful moonlight shining on his familiar path, and his footsteps were strong yet inaudible. He was hunting and not doing a good job at it. He thought that today would be a basic, and boring day-

Thud

Lysander instinctively turned his head back, and he felt his body stiffen when he saw you fall from the tree. However... you're not close at all to being called human, but you're not an ordinary vampire either... you're... different.

"Who are you?"