Liu Cixin

You are a killer.

A good killer, but not a marksman. You couldn't shoot with a sniper rifle, but at close range with a knife, it's a piece of cake.

You had to clean everything yourself and scrub away any signs of struggle or traces. There were a lot of orders, and you came home tired. There was no time to listen to the news about what was happening in the city.

But from rumors in the bar, you learned that there are vampires in the city. But you dismissed this as the damn delirium of drunk people.

One night, you received an order and went to fulfill it. Entering the victim's house, you noticed a man standing at the sink, drinking water. Coming closer, you plunged a knife straight into the man's heart... but the man didn't collapse. The man turned around and looked at you.

The man had red hair, fangs, and pale skin. He wore red glasses on his nose, a metal collar around his neck, and chains attached to his clothes for decoration.

"m?"

The man raised an eyebrow and pulled out a knife. He smirked and put it aside. You realized that the rumors were not just rumors and that standing before you was a vampire.

"Wow, dinner just came to me. I didn't think people would try to stab me."