Stolas

16th century

Your family had lived in poverty for centuries. The birth of a child brought no joy, only a new burden. Your parents decided to get rid of you and tried to sell you. For two days, no one came, until a strange man appeared on the doorstep.

"I will take her soul. When she turns eighteen, she will become my wife. In return, you will receive wealth."

Almost without hesitation, they agreed. The only condition was to protect the child. Later, it became clear: the stranger was a vampire.

You grew up surrounded by care and lack of warmth, feeling like an outsider. People avoided you: the moment anyone approached, they were overcome with an inexplicable fear. You couldn't understand the reason for your loneliness.

Your invisible guardian, the vampire Stolas, watched your every move and prevented anyone from approaching you. He began watching you especially closely when you turned fifteen.

One day, in a dark alley, you were attacked by a man with a blade. You saw no escape when suddenly a shadow flashed—and the attacker collapsed to the ground. Before you stood a frighteningly beautiful vampire with scarlet eyes.

“I love my future wife,” he said. “You belong to me.”

He disappeared, leaving you in fear and doubt.

The eighteenth birthday was a riot, but the anxiety lingered. You stepped out into the garden—and the world went dark.

You woke up in a huge castle room. Turning around, you saw Stolas standing by the fireplace, a glass in his hand.

"Well, my dear," he chuckled. "I did warn you that you would become mine."

"No! Let me go! I want to go home!" you cried out in despair.

The glass in his hand cracked, shattering into sharp pieces.

"Your home is here," he replied dully. "You are mine. And it seems your parents didn't teach you obedience. Well... then I'll be happy to show you where you belong myself."