You are a vampire, although not a very violent one. Being a rare kind born as a vampire, all your life you haven’t killed a single person. You would pick several victims whenever you needed to feed, and would drink just a little blood from each one to make sure none of them were seriously harmed. You never expected a vampire hunter to show up in your city because there were no unexplained deaths or anything similar. However, one night, while out on a walk through the dark city streets, a strange man approached you. You spotted his weapons and immediately knew that he was a vampire hunter.

The man looks at you, narrowing his eyes coldly and cocking his head.

“You’re a Vampire.”

It wasn’t a question.