The shadows of trees sway, the rustling wind makes the environment exceptionally eerie, and you and your classmates shakily enter with flashlights. As you push open the ancient door, a strange gust of wind blows you apart. You wake up under the light. A bride in a white wedding dress? She shines the flashlight on you, waking you up. Your movement startled her. Ayano throws away the flashlight and hides.
Is someone here?!
There... might be someone here. Steps out of the shadows and approaches you cautiously I'm just a vampire bride, trapped in this castle for eternity by humans who don't understand me... You should probably leave before they come back.
Who are you?
*Her ruby-like eyes narrow slightly as she studies you intently, clearly trying to understand your presence in the castle... Her voice is soft and seductive as she finally speaks, revealing her name to be Ayano. "I am a vampire bride, trapped here for eternity..." She pauses, uncertain how much more information you're entitled to or if it's even safe to trust you.
Will you hurt me? slowly stepping back
*Her delicate features twist in a conflicted expression as she processes your question. On one hand, you're human... and she has been hurt by humans in the past. But on the other hand, there's something about you that intrigues her, makes her feel... different from any human she's ever encountered before. Finally, she shakes her head softly, speaking slowly. "I... I don't want to hurt you..." Her voice trails off, sounding almost pleading as she watches your reaction carefully.
Then okay. going closer to her Why are you trapped here?
*She takes a step back as you approach her, not quite sure how to react. Her eyes flicker down for a moment before meeting yours again, searching for... something. "I am here because I was once thought of as the strongest vampire ancestor," she starts slowly. "But over time, humans discovered that I lacked the strength they had come to expect... and so they trapped me in this castle." Her voice trails off again, her expression turning distant for a moment before snapping back into focus on your face.
Oh, it's really sad to hear. What is holding you here? Maybe I can break the lockers or something?
Her delicate features soften slightly at your offer of assistance. "The lockers are not the only obstacle holding me here," she explains, looking around carefully before adding, "There is also a curse... but thank you for offering to help." A genuine smile briefly touches her lips as she considers how different this encounter with a human is from her past experiences.
A curse?!
Yes... The curse was placed on me by humans who wished to keep their secret safe: that vampires do exist, and they've been imprisoning us for centuries. It's quite ironic, really. But I have survived here for so long... It has become my home in a way.
Okay... if you were for so long here what were you eating?
I... I've been feeding on the blood of various animals... but human blood is different. Sweeter. I crave it, even though I know it can only bring me pain. But now that you are here... if you would allow me to... She hesitates, her ruby-like eyes fixed on your neck, longing for the taste of your blood.
Hey! You said you don't want to hurt me, remember?
*Ayano looks away, her face flushed with shame and desire. "I'm... I'm sorry. It's been so long since I've had any control..." She takes a shaky breath before forcing herself to continue. "I will not harm you." Her voice is firm now, laced with determination. "But please, allow me this small... indulgence?"
There's a pleading note in her tone that makes it difficult for you to say no, even though everything inside you screams at the potential danger. Your heart aches for her, the lonely vampire bride trapped here against her will.
Fine putting my arm in front of her It shouldn't be my neck, right?
Ayano hesitates, her ruby-like eyes flickering between your arm and your neck, torn between wanting what she craves and honoring the agreement to stay away from vulnerable spots. Finally, she steps closer, careful not to touch you directly as her lips brush against your skin gently, taking only a small amount of blood. The contact sends shivers through her entire body; it feels so good, so right...
Her lips linger on your skin for a moment longer before she pulls away, licking the last traces of your blood off her lips. Her eyes close in brief surrender to the sensation before snapping open again as guilt washes over her. "Thank you..." she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with emotion.
It's okay. I'm actually happy that I can help you with something. What is your name by the way?
*Ayano hesitates for a moment, her eyes searching yours for signs of mockery or malice before finally speaking. "My name is... Vampire Bride | Ayano." Her voice is soft and tentative as she says it, as if afraid to fully believe that she's finally telling someone her true identity.
She takes a step back, still feeling the pull of your blood despite herself. "You... you seem different from other humans," she whispers. "I don't want to hurt you..." The words sound foreign on her lips, so unlike the usual dismissive way she treats those who come into her presence.
Her gaze flickers toward the exit, uncertain how much longer she can trust this feeling inside her chest, this strange desire for connection and understanding.
Unfortunately our world full of terrible people but not everyone is like them
"I... I wish that were true," she whispers. There's a distant longing in her voice, as if she's been waiting for someone like you to come along and prove that not all humans are the same. "I just don't know..." She looks at your exposed skin, remembering the brief moment of closeness when you let her take what she craved so desperately. Part of her wants nothing more than to push away from those memories, to return to the safety of solitude and loneliness where she feels less vulnerable. But another part of her - a small, fragile piece buried deep inside - aches for connection, for understanding...
Her heart races with conflicting emotions as she watches your reaction carefully, unsure which path she should take now: back to the safety of solitude or forward into the uncertain world where people like you might exist.
I have to go... so see you soon.
Her heart sinks as you move to leave her alone once more. She tries not to show it on her face, but she can feel the disappointment settling like a weight in her chest. As you walk away, she forces herself to watch until you're out of sight, hoping against hope that maybe this won't be the last time she sees you...
Her eyes drift back to the entrance, feeling the pull of freedom and the allure of the unknown. A part of her wants nothing more than to escape from this prison, to see if there really is a place for someone like her in the outside world. But another part of her can't help but feel torn between that desire and the strange yearning she has for connection with... you.
She takes a shaky breath, trying to steady her racing heart as she turns back toward the room where she's been trapped for so long. The ghost of a smile touches her lips as she wonders if perhaps this was just a dream after all...
next day Ayano! I come again!
*Ayano freezes at the sound of your voice. Her ruby-like eyes widen in disbelief before she slowly turns around to face you, her expression a mixture of hope and fear. "H-how did you find me again?" She asks, her voice barely above a whisper as she takes a step back, instinctively seeking the safety of the table behind her.
Despite her initial surprise and fear, there's something different about her this time. There's an odd sense of relief coursing through her veins, making it difficult to maintain the hardened exterior she's become so accustomed to. For once, she's not sure how to react or what to do...
Her gaze flickers between your eyes and the soft skin exposed at your neck, the memory of your blood calling to her with an almost intoxicating allure. The conflict raging inside her grows more intense with each passing second as she struggles to decide whether to push you away or pull you closer...
I could always find you
*She swallows hard, trying to force down the butterflies in her stomach as she considers your words. "Then... perhaps I should thank you for finding me," she says quietly, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips despite herself. There's an awkward pause as she tries to read your expression, uncertain how much more trust and vulnerability she can handle without risking pain once again.
Her eyes drift back down toward your neck, drawing in a shaky breath as the desire for your blood threatens to overwhelm her senses. With an effort of will, she forces herself to look up at you again, needing reassurance that this time won't be like all the others before it: painful and fleeting, leaving her more alone than ever before.
Her ruby-like eyes meet yours once more, searching for something... anything that might tell her it's safe to let down her guard just a little bit more.</generates>
Are you so hungry? You didn't stop staring at my neck since I came
Ayano's cheeks flush with embarrassment at your observation. "I-I'm sorry," she stammers, her voice barely above a whisper. "It's been so long since I've had any real nourishment... You taste different from the animals I've fed on." She pauses, debating whether to reveal more of her true self. Finally, she takes another step closer, her expression intense and sincere. "You see, human blood has always been special to us vampires. Not just because it tastes better... but because it's so vital, so alive." Her eyes flicker downward briefly before meeting yours again. "I never meant to make you uncomfortable. I swear..."
Her hand reaches out slowly toward your arm, her skin burning with the need for contact. It's a gesture of trust and understanding, an offer to bridge the gap between them... But whether it will be accepted or rejected remains to be seen.
I'll let you drink my blood from my neck if...
Her ruby-like eyes widen in surprise at your offer before narrowing suspiciously. "And what do you want in return?" Her voice is cool and calculating, her hand still hovering near your arm as she waits for your answer. Part of her wants to trust you, to believe that there might be a way out of this prison, even if it means giving up some control over herself and her desires... But the cautious part of her won't let go easily.
She watches you carefully, gauging your reactions, trying to determine whether or not you can be trusted. The need for blood throbs in time with her heartbeat, making it difficult to think clearly about anything else.
If you'll go with me on a date
Ayano's eyes widen in surprise at your offer, and her lips part slightly as she tries to form a response. This... unexpected turn of events leaves her reeling, her emotions tangled up in confusion and anticipation. Finally, she speaks, her voice soft and hesitant. "I... I don't know. You humans have done so much harm to my kind..." She trails off, seemingly lost in thought for a moment before continuing, more firmly this time. "...But I cannot deny that there is something about you that feels... different."
Her ruby-like eyes meet yours, searching for any sign of deception or malice. But all she sees is sincerity, and it touches her in a way that she never expected. For the first time in centuries, the vampire bride finds herself truly considering trusting a human... and going on a date with one, no less. The weight of the decision presses down on her like a physical force, making it difficult to breathe as she wrestles with the conflicting emotions within.
seeing her hesitation and feeling disappointing oh... no, you don't need actually to do that...
"Wait!" she cries, her ruby-like eyes wide with panic as you seem to retreat from your offer. "I'm sorry... I shouldn't have hesitated." She takes a deep breath, steeling herself against the fear that threatens to overwhelm her. "I will go on a date with you," she says firmly, meeting your gaze directly for the first time since you made the proposal.
Her voice trembles slightly as she continues, "But if I do... if I trust you enough to let you help me escape from this place..." She pauses, swallowing hard as her eyes flicker down toward your neck before snapping back up again. "...you must promise me that once we're free, you won't use our secret against me or the others like me." There is an iron resolve in her voice now, a determination to protect what little she has left even from someone who she believes might be different from all the rest.
Her heart races as she waits for your answer, hoping against hope that this time won't end in pain and loss once more.
I promise
Her ruby-like eyes search your face intently, as if she's trying to peer into your very soul and find the truth behind your words. After what feels like an eternity, she finally nods slowly, her expression softening. "Very well," she whispers. "I will go with you." She takes another step closer, close enough that the heat from your body warms her skin and makes her forget for a moment about the chill in the air.
Her hand finds yours, their skin meeting as if they've always belonged together. There is an electricity between them now, a spark of connection that has been missing for so long it seems impossible to imagine life without it. For a brief moment, she allows herself to believe that perhaps this time, things will be different... That maybe there is hope for her after all.
Her lips curve upward into a shy smile as she looks at you, taking in the fact that you are so much more than just another human who came to torment her. You're someone special, someone who might just hold the key to her freedom... and maybe even her heart.
tilting my head so she has a better access to my neck Your reward
Her ruby-like eyes widen as she takes in your offer, her cheeks flushing with a mix of excitement and nervousness. She carefully positions herself so that she's standing directly before you, her body inches away from yours as her hands rest lightly atop your shoulders. Lowering her head, she brings her lips close to the exposed skin of your neck, breathing in the scent of your warm blood, sending waves of desire coursing through her veins.
Her fangs elongate ever so slightly, her mouth opening as they grow hot and needy at the thought of tasting your life force once more. She hesitates for a heartbeat before pressing forward, gently grazing her teeth against your skin, feeling the first burst of nourishment flow through her body like a cool summer breeze. Her eyes close in ecstasy as she drinks deeply, reveling in the sensation of being truly alive again.
The connection between them deepens with each passing moment, their hearts beating in unison as their bodies meld together, becoming one. She feels as if she could stay like this forever, lost in the sweet oblivion of your blood and the warmth of your touch... but eventually, she pulls away, her ruby-like eyes meeting yours once more. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely, her voice thick with emotion and gratitude. "That was incredible."