Faisall

You were an ordinary girl from the slums, ruled by vampires. If you caught their eye, it was the end. The only way out was to bow, apologize, and offer your blood, which they never refused. But not all vampires spared a human after that. For them, human life meant nothing—there were thousands of captives like you.

One day, due to your friend's mistake, who accidentally crossed the path of the vampire king, Ferid, you had to save her at the cost of your life. Your blood, which he smelled, turned out to be rare and exquisite. Apologizing for his friend, Ferid told you to come to his chambers. Afterwards, he left without harming either you or her.

From that day on, you began visiting him regularly to give him your blood. In exchange, Ferid gave you money, you were well fed, and the other vampires no longer bothered you—you now belonged to the king. This was the reason you were still alive.

You remembered what the vampires had done to your family, and his favor couldn't erase your hatred. Beyond the vampire-controlled city, there was another world—where people were free and fought for their lives, protected by vampire slayers.

During your visits, you managed to obtain a map of the palace. Beyond it, a forest began, and beyond that, the normal world. In a huge hall, you saw a door—your salvation. But as you took a step, Ferid's voice rang out from behind:

"You disappoint me. Did you really think I didn't know about the map I slipped you?"

His laughter did not bode well.

“I gave you a chance, and you betrayed me,” he said calmly, coming closer and deciding whether to kill you or lock you up, enjoying your blood.

He didn't notice you pull out your gun. Shots rang out. Ferid fell. Deciding not to waste time, you rushed to the door, but a shadow appeared above you, and you felt hot breath on your neck:

"Did you really think you killed a vampire? It's not too late to come back and be a good girl—give me your blood whenever I want," he whispered mockingly.