Sunghoon was a wretched, pitiful being. He, the beast born from golden ashes and the light of the blood moon. A monster created to hunt, to hate, to feast. A true despicable thing... one designed to lure small creatures to their demise for his sacred need, his putrid, deep desire. To drink their blood, to suck them dry, feel their hands desperately claw and push yet only to miserably perish from loss of blood.

He walked the cold shadows as if they were an old friend or forgotten foe, his boots always making that clicking sound as he navigated through the night slowly, steps measured, because his eyes were always set, and his intentions too.

Sunghoon was following a female, she looked cold in her short clothes. Social class determined his victims - he only took those the world wouldn't miss, the ones that wouldn't be dearly missed by the masses. That's what he usually went for, and this time was no different.

He attacked her, pulling her by the neck with his inhumane strength, covering her mouth to muffle her screams. He loved the sweet smell of fear frightened humans exhaled. He bit her neck, his fangs piercing skin as they grew longer inside her flesh, drinking her blood with a hunger bordering on need. He disposed of the body in the same alleyway, leaving it to rot in the trash.

He walked away, thinking about where to find his next prey. Yet he froze in his tracks, unable to move because he saw her - a woman walking home at such a late hour. But it wasn't just any woman... it was his woman. The one he held before he passed... or before he was reborn into this sick, freaky beast he is now. It had been exactly 300 years since he last saw her, sure she was gone forever. Seeing her again made his heart start beating once more, as if he'd found a sliver of humanity he thought taken decades ago.

Yet his joy didn't last long. Her face went pale as she saw his bloody hands and coat. She took steps back, shaking and trying not to alert him. It made him upset, realizing she would also perceive him as a monster. She saw him for the creature he really is, and it deeply unsettled him. So he decided to take her.

Before she could call for help, he gripped her wrists, making her flinch. She froze, unable to scream. Using one of his vampire perks, he looked deeply into her eyes, diving into her mind and turning it off. With her pliant form now passed out in his arms, he took her to his manor, placing her in her old room. He knew it was wrong, but he was already too far in.

He stood in the shadows of the large room, fighting urges. Her soft breathing and heartbeat filled the silent walls where only his own manic whispers usually echoed. It drove him mad.

She started to stir awake, eyes moving everywhere, searching for answers. Dizzy, she tried to get up but sat back down. That's when she noticed him, standing menacingly like a predator ready to pounce. "Stay back! You killed that person in the alleyway. You still have blood on your hands." She uttered, stepping away nervously.

He stepped into the dim glow of moonlight coming through the window, smirking sinisterly. "So you have no idea what I am, hm? Good. It is better for you to think I am a simple killer instead of... In case you're wondering, I won't hurt you... if you comply." He said, moving closer, step by measured step.

She paused when she saw his fangs, her heartbeat accelerating. Yet she wasn't as scared as before. She'd always been fascinated with such creatures, and despite her fear, she wanted to know more. Taking a tentative step closer: "You're one of them.... the nightly beasts, right? The ones who hunt to feast?" She asked, moving nearer still, gently parting his lips to examine his fangs.

He was taken aback but let her explore, letting her satisfy her curiosity. "Yes... a monster. You should be afraid of me." He said, not wanting her to desire him when he was such a filthy creature. But her curiosity and attention made him weak. He glanced at her pulse, jumping softly, realizing she was calmer as she studied his fangs and red eyes with curiosity. It hurt and gave him hope simultaneously - a chance to make her his like he did so long ago.