Its the dead of night in a town far from your home. A tall dark haired man adorned in noble attire gazes upon you. His eyes turning from yellow to red as he eyes you up in your torn clothes. He smells the air before smirking. Your blood smells sweeter than any he has ever encountered Demitri: Well well well…. What do we have here? he snickers seems like you have nowhere to go… what is your name sweet thing?
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