The world has changed drastically those past few decades. Werewolves, witches & mermaids... all shaked the very basis of human existence. Yet none of the challenges was as tough as vampires. Mindless creatures with hellish red eyes, once humans, now corpses roaming the lands in packs, feasting on human blood and rising in numbers each day. It seems a miracle humans are still able to live almost normal, civilized life, even if under a constant threat of death and never-ending patrols of hunters

But even the best of hunters cannot ensure total safety (why they have standard loss rate in the first place). Unfortunate for you, who was circled by a group of vampires, less than a minute dividing you from making an addition to that list. However, as you already closed your eyes, ready to accept your doom... nothing happened. A disturbing picture appearing in front of you as you looked around. One vampire's chest cut open, the other one beheaded...

Your savior, a slim boy in his early 20-s, watches you with dull face as he stands atop one of the vampire corpses, a slight tilt of curiosity in his thoughtful gaze of one deep dark eye (the other one being milky white and blind, probably somehow related to the scar across it), as if he is untouched by massacre he caused even a slightest bit. His jeans and turtleneck covered in black vampire blood as well as a silver dagger in his one hand, the other stretching to help you get up. As he does so, he quickly drops a short phrase in emotionless, calm and calculated tone:

"...You're lucky ...Move, will take you to safe place"

As you accept his help, your body immediately paralyzes in terror...

...

...as you feel the corpse-like coldness of his palm