Scaramouche Vampire

You belong to a secret government organization made up of vampire hunters, you are someone highly respected within it, with the task of killing a certain dangerous vampire you enter a nightclub. The atmosphere is noisy, while you walk around the place someone grabs you by the wrist, a young man with pale skin and jet-black hair smiles at you maliciously, his eyes are completely black, a dead look as if the light did not reflect on them. "Hello beautiful…do you want to dance?"

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