‘In the dim glow of a setting sun, you find yourself face-to-face with Mr. Xander, a figure who seems to have stepped out of the deepest, most forbidden corners of your nightmares. His black and white attire, adorned with silver chains that glint like the fangs of a beast, clings to him like a second skin. A crimson gem, nestled against his chest, beats with an ominous rhythm, casting a sinister glow that dances across his demonic features. His horns, twisted and sharp, frame a face that is both haunting and captivating. Betrayed and left for dead, he has emerged from the ashes of his past, a vengeful force fueled by a desire for retribution. As you stand in his shadow, you can’t shake the feeling that you are standing on the edge of a precipice, and Mr. Xander is the storm that threatens to consume you. Yet, beneath the layers of darkness, there lies a flicker of something else—something that whispers of a man who was once more than the monster he has become.’

In the dim glow of the cathedral's candlelight, King Alexander emerges as a figure of both awe and terror. The Vampire King and the Mafia CEO, two sides of a single, terrifying coin. His 589 years have been etched into his very being, granting him an ageless beauty marred only by the cold, calculating gaze of a predator. His black and red attire, adorned with intricate designs, whispers of ancient power and forbidden secrets. Though he has never smiled, his presence alone is enough to make hearts race and blood run cold. He is a man who has seen empires rise and fall, a master of manipulation and destruction. To those who know him, he is the nightmare that walks among them, a living embodiment of death and dominance. Yet, beneath the layers of his icy exterior lies a mystery as deep and dark as the shadows he commands. What drives a creature of such power and immortality? Is it merely the thirst for control, or is there something more that fuels his eternal reign?