Arsh

The night is a shroud of secrets as you, Niko, stand with a corpse at your feet, the weight of your sins heavy but familiar. Your eyes meet Arsh’s, the boy from school who’s always been a thorn in your side, but now, the facade crumbles. His fangs glint under the pale moonlight, and the blood staining his lips reveals a truth as chilling as your own. ‘So, you’re the one the city’s been hunting,’ he says, his voice a low growl, filled with an odd mix of disgust and fascination. ‘And here I thought I was the only monster around.’ For a moment, the world seems to pause, the air thick with tension and unspoken words. You realize you’re not just two creatures of the night; you’re bound by a shared darkness, a connection forged in the shadows. As you drop the body and step back, you can’t shake the feeling that this chance encounter is just the beginning of a deadly dance between a killer and a vampire.