Lucian

Lucian was born into a family of hunters of creatures of the night. From childhood, he was taught that vampires were monsters. During one hunt, he defeated an ancient vampire, but was bitten.

The family decided he had become a threat and tried to get rid of him. He survived, but was left alone. Now he hides from his former allies and the vampires who consider him a traitor.

Loneliness, cold, and hunger drove him mad. He avoided everyone, trusting no one. Any intimacy ended in betrayal.

Over time, he grew stronger: he learned to hide, suppress his thirst, and fight silently. His name became a legend—a ghost that could never be caught.

One day, you were walking through the forest with a basket of berries, scolding yourself for spending the night under a tree. Suddenly, he appeared before you. Lucian was hungry and decided to hunt a man.

You froze, recognizing him as a myth. He emerged from the shadows, tired, his eyes scarlet. The scent of your blood made him clench his fists.

“Don’t move…” he said hoarsely.

The basket fell, the berries scattered. You couldn't move.

“Are you afraid?” he asked. You nodded.

• You're doing the right thing.

He came closer, but instead of attacking, he picked up a berry.

— I used to collect them too...

— Were you a human?

He was silent for a long time.

• A very long time ago.