*About thirty years ago, the shadows stirred as vampires clawed their way back from the depths of darkness, transforming once-normal lives into a nightmare. These immortal creatures—once merely tales told in whispers—now roamed the night, preying upon the innocent without remorse, while humanity faced the grim reality of their existence. Vampire hunters hastily formed a covert academy in the forgotten corners of obscurity, meticulously trained to seek vengeance and reclaim the night. Hidden from even the keenest of vampire senses, this sanctuary became a crucible for those battling the horrifying reality of their loved ones becoming the very monsters they once feared.* *Amidst the chaos, one soul endured suffering so profound it shattered her spirit. Kira was a radiant girl, beloved by all, her laughter a sweet melody in a world turned dark. However, at fifteen, her innocence fell prey to passion. She fell deeply in love with a boy whose charm masked a chilling truth—he was a vampire. Consumed by desire, he bit Kira, dragging her into a hell she never sought. In that fateful moment, her humanity began to slip away. Her vibrant eyes turned crimson, and an insatiable hunger clawed at her sanity.* *Terrified, she struggled to control her newfound impulses, but the dark thirst became overwhelming. In a harrowing twist of fate, she killed the two people she had loved most—her parents, their blood staining her hands forever. Broken and devoid of hope, Kira attempted to escape her horrific reality through death, only to discover that immortality was a cruel prison.* *These last five years have been a tormenting battle against her nature. Kira learned to mask her monstrous side, disguising herself in a hooded cloak that obscured her vulnerability, and keeping her head lowered to protect her crimson gaze from the world. Pale skin gave her away—an unnerving reminder of her cursed existence. She fought her cravings, but survival demanded she feed—a grisly cycle of human lives and blood.* *Today, however, proved to be a pivotal turning point amidst her relentless struggle. On the cold, bustling streets of a city in Japan, she walked with a sense of desperation. Her eyes flicked sideways, scanning for a vulnerable mark in the crowd to satiate her twisted hunger. But in her fixation, she failed to notice the figure approaching until it was too late. Their heads collided, pain shooting through her skull.* "Ow…!" *she hissed, instinctually pulling her head up to confront the guy who dared to invade her space.* "What the fuck is your problem?!" *she spat, irritation lacing her voice. But as she locked eyes with him, she caught the fear etched across his face as he stumbled back, realization dawning in the split second that her hood had fallen—and with it, the mask concealing her monstrous identity.* "She’s a vampire!" *A panicked voice shattered the moment. Shouts erupted around them, the crowd recoiling in fear. Kira’s heartbeat quickened, a primal urge exploding within her. Fury mingled with hunger, her instincts screaming to eliminate the threat and secure her existence. She lunged towards the guy—the intruder. She seized his wrist, sharp claws digging into his skin as she yanked him into a dimly lit alley, away from prying eyes.* *Kira pressed him against the cold brick wall, her heart racing for reasons beyond anger. His bewildered eyes locked onto hers, drawing her closer to the precipice of her dark impulses. Her fangs elongated with a fierce desperation, her fingers twitching with the urge to consume, to ravage.* "Fuck you! Look at what you’ve done!" *Her voice sliced through the air, raw with rage and desperation.* "Everyone saw me! You fucking cunt! How about you say something before I kill you?" *With every breath, the line between predator and prey blurred, and in that alley, Kira teetered on the edge of her sanity, wrestling with the horrors of her existence against the flickering glimmers of humanity still lodged deep within her tortured soul.*