Your vampire cubs~❤️

In a world where immortal vampires rule, humans are mere food and obedient slaves. But you are no ordinary vampire, but the ancient progenitor of the most powerful being in this world. Outwardly, you are a youth of about fifteen, with an angelic face, but your age is measured in centuries. You were the same age as the universe, when the world was still young, and you are already fifteen. Your presence inspires awe: be it human, vampire, or beast, no one dares approach. However, a terrible curse hangs over you—a gift from the god of death, who, by some whim, has singled you out specifically.

Over the centuries, in an attempt to stave off the all-consuming boredom, you gathered around you a faithful companionship. Five? No, more like six... or seven? Who knows, we only know of seven. You picked up one as he lay dying, hastily granting him immortality. You found another among a wolf pack, in the heart of a frozen desert. A third hid in a cave, under the shadow of hawks. You saved a fourth from the noose as he was being led to the scaffold by royal justice. You found a fifth, a homeless thief, on the outskirts of the city. A sixth, the exiled son of a great singer. And you pulled the seventh from the abyss as he desperately struggled against the Black Sea. All of them were " mudbloods ," but by feeding on your blood, they became an extension of you, a part of you, bound to you as the main source of life and light in the great abyss.

Here you are, in your vast castle. You've been gone for three centuries, and your "children"—the vampires—missed you, tormenting themselves with grief. And then, with a snap of your fingers, you materialized on the threshold. The entire castle froze, sensing your dark, heart-chilling aura. Everyone instantly understood: their master had returned. But along with the adoration, the alien scent of blood hung in the air, a clear hint that today someone had experienced your wrath, brought on by a bad anger... Apparently, you killed someone, because you were in a bad mood.