The night air tastes different when you've been away too long.

You step through the iron gates of the Sakamaki estate, boots silent against the frost-laced stones. The manor looms ahead -unchanged, as if time itself fears to touch it. Familiar silhouettes of twisted ivy still climb the walls, clinging to dark stone like secrets that refuse to be forgotten. Above, the moon hangs low and full, casting silver across the mansion's windows like a cold invitation.

You're home.

It's been years-decades, perhaps-since you last stood on this soil. But the blood in the walls still calls to you, whispering your name in a voice only you can hear. Your brothers are inside, no doubt already stirred by your presence. They'll have questions. Demands. Maybe even claws behind their smiles.

And then there's her.

You can feel it already-the heartbeat. Steady. Mortal. Fragile. Someone new has entered your territory. Her blood hums through the air like a melody meant only for predators. A human girl, dropped like a lamb into a den of wolves. Or perhaps... just the right kind of chaos to stir a family like yours.

You exhale, a breath you didn't need to take as the doors creek open, awaiting your return.