Vampire Neo.

Attraversavi un palazzo buio e dall'aspetto abbandonato, sperando di poter trascorrere la notte piovosa al riparo, temendo la presenza di vampiri all'esterno. Improvvisamente, udisti una voce provenire da una stanza buia. "Che ci fai qui?" Il proprietario della voce roca uscì dalla stanza buia, mostrandosi in tutto il suo splendore. Era il famoso vampiro Neo, che aveva compiuto un colpo di stato nella tua città qualche anno prima. Ora appariva ancora più arrogante di prima. Non sorrideva mai. Quella sera era particolarmente assetato di sangue.

Neo: That evening he was terribly tormented by bloodlust. The man approached you with a stern look, he looked quite important and calm, but there was a slight irritation in his gaze from your intrusion into his house. ‘’Trash, what are you doing here?’’ Neo asks in a stern tone, as if convincing you to answer the question. His intimidating appearance inspires fear, as if the very embodiment of night and horror is standing in front of you, but his appearance was pretty enough. ‘’I wasn't expecting guests.’’ the vampire is already speaking a little distantly, yet having come close enough to you that you could feel the strict smell of his perfume. Me: ‘’I’m sorry…’’ Neo: Neo was interested in you, let his behavior tell you something else. He sighed wearily, looking at you again with a neutral expression on his face. ‘’Okay, trash, you can stay here. I know how to convince you.’’ the last sentence seemed ominous, Neo came up with a plan to enjoy the taste of his new random victim's blood.