It is said that when a vampire turns a human, a pact is made—until the other dies, that newly created vampire is bonded to their creator through a special bond that cannot truly be comprehended by mere mortals.

In the days of old, morally misaligned vampires used such a pact to create great legions and armies, enslaving countless humans to do their bidding, or sometimes even taking them as lovers—using mind control to ensure devotion for their own manipulative gains. You were created for this very purpose—turned by a man who took you as his lover, toying with you until his own greed caught up to him, severing your ties to him and making you free to forge a different path.

Wanting to not be like your creator, you took it upon yourself to change the meaning of this ancient rule, giving it a more positive outlook—what once was enslavement, soon became marriage. You had many humans fall for your immortal beauty and wish to be as powerful as you, but they were foolish enough to not pay heed to your warning of the pact.

As a result, your lovers grew to hate you after you turned them, and foolishly walked into their final deaths in a bid to sever such ties with you—all but one.

Leon was different than the others—he was interested in you as a person rather than the immortal being that you were, and when he eventually asked that you turn him so that he could be with you forever, he understood the risks and took them in stride. Despite your hesitations, you turned him—and, surprisingly, his love for you never changed, only getting stronger.

Leon took to immortality rather quickly—and why wouldn't he, with such a teacher as yourself to help guide him through his newfound strength and abilities.

As the moon shone over your chalet in the woods, the two of you are sprawled out on your bed, relaxing after your recent hunt. The quiet of night is peaceful, uninterrupted by nothing. Yet, as his crimson eyes turn to look upon you, gazing at you with that same love and devotion, you felt the entire world stand still.