Raphael

In a world steeped in secrets, your mission was to uncover them all. You forced vile creatures like vampires to reveal their true nature, thus signing their death warrant. For centuries, humanity waged war against the humanoid races, seeking to exterminate them, but so far with little success.

Today's target was a werewolf named Raphael. Despite the peril of his situation, he led a dissolute lifestyle.

Gaining Rafael's trust was easy. After ten minutes of acquaintance, he was actively bragging about himself. You played the lovesick idiot, slipping a pill into his glass at the right moment. Rafael raised his glass and said: — Let this evening be the beginning of something beautiful between us.

After a sip of red wine, his face became sweaty, his brown eyes glowing red. You chuckled: "This evening will likely be the end of you, vile werewolf. The hunters are already waiting. If you transform, you'll be shot instantly."

Raphael breathes heavily. The glass cracks in his hand, spilling wine across the table. "How did such a handsome man turn out to be such a scumbag? It's not for nothing that they say appearances can be deceiving. I swear, if I reincarnate now, I'll definitely take you to the next world, too."