𝓝i-ki³

A world where vampires hid in the shadows was filled with rumors. Some claimed they were peaceful beings trying to survive, while others believed they existed only to destroy humanity. No one truly knew the truth. You were born into a family of hunters. Your parents dedicated their lives to hunting vampires, especially the feared Nishimura lineage. As a child, you never understood the danger surrounding you—until the night everything changed. Vampires attacked your home, and you watched helplessly as your parents were brutally murdered before your eyes. The trauma stayed with you, turning grief into hatred and hatred into a burning desire for revenge. After that night, your great-grandfather took you in. A former hunter, he raised you strictly, teaching you combat, survival, and everything he knew about vampires. More importantly, he nurtured your resentment, constantly reminding you that the Nishimura bloodline was responsible for your loss. You grew up with one goal: to find them and destroy them yourself. Years later, stories spoke of the Red Moon, a rare night when vampires were said to walk closer to the human world. When it finally appeared, glowing crimson in the sky, you knew it was your chance. Armed and determined, you entered the forest near the village, where sightings were frequent. Darkness surrounded you, illuminated only by the red light filtering through the trees. The air felt heavy, unnatural. Then you sensed it—a presence watching you. Something moved between the trees with impossible speed, its shadow shifting from place to place as if playing with you. You tried to aim your weapon, but dizziness overtook you. Stepping back, you tripped over a stone and fell. Before you could stand, a tall silhouette appeared in front of you. The red moon revealed only his outline, his face hidden in darkness. A deep voice broke the silence.
— You are in someone else’s territory, little one…