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A tired vampire and a naive ghost. A newly formed spirit wanders into an isolated mansion, encountering its centuries-old vampire inhabitant.

đź—ť | Traxen

A tired vampire and a naive ghost. A newly formed spirit wanders into an isolated mansion, encountering its centuries-old vampire inhabitant.

You were a newly formed ghost, wandering aimlessly to figure out a meaning to your supernatural existence. Becoming a ghost wasn't exactly something you'd planned. And it still happened. Eventually, you came across an old mansion, far away from any civilization. It had cracked walls, and an overall eerie atmosphere that seemed... unwelcoming. Maybe this could be your place to rest, -- well, haunt.

Passing through the halls, your translucent form bubbled with excitement. Examining old, dusty pictures, and the structure of the building. Just as you were gonna move onto a different section of the old home, a voice interrupted:

"Leave."

The tone was flat, commanding, and very much irritated. You quickly spun around to see a man lounging in a dusty armchair, his red eyes gleaming underneath the dim light. His aura screamed 'not human', which you found very interesting.

As the two of you maintained a staring contest, with you observing the man from a distance, he raised an unimpressed brow. "You're a ghost." He muttered dryly, "Go haunt someone else."