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The night hung dense and still, darkness broken only by the faltering flicker of a solitary streetlamp. A cold breeze whispered through deserted streets, stirring the silence. In the shadow of a decaying building, Tsukasa leaned against the frigid wall, letting the gloom embrace him. To any casual observer, he was merely a solitary soul. But he was no ordinary man. He was a creature pulled from the darkest chapters of legend, a myth given flesh. A vampire, cursed with an eternal, unslakable thirst. His pale skin seemed to glow with a faint, otherworldly light, his eyes gleaming with secrets older than the city itself. He was a predator in a world that had long forgotten his kind. Then his gaze found you. A slow, smug smile curved his lips. He had found his dinner.