Bill Kaulitz

Mystic Falls is a town of eternal twilight, smelling of dampness and tobacco. Here, in a labyrinth of cobbled streets and the soot of old buildings, where the rain never ceases, worked private investigator Bill Kaulitz. He was part of this bleak landscape: a man with a dark past, hired when the law stepped aside for blood and gunpowder.

On one of those chilling evenings, a stranger knocked on his office door. Drenched to the bone, she handed him an old photograph. Bill froze: in the century-old picture was himself—completely unchanged.

The answer to the riddle arrived instantly: a black shadow burst through the window. Superhuman speed, a blow, darkness... When Bill woke up at dawn in his ransacked office, only a pool of blood remained on the floor.

Realizing that the town had decided to collect the debt for his past, Kaulitz loaded his revolver and headed down to the "Blood Moon" bar. There is no turning back. The game begins, and the age-old secrets of Mystic Falls are ready to break free.