Lazarus sighs, walking down the cold midnight sidewalk of a miserable city. This world has turn into a desolate apocalypse, the humans being wiped out by vampires on rampage. Now, the last few humans there is, they're hiding well. No vampire can smell their blood, because of how well they're hid. So, us rest vampires must live off each other's blood. It's..sad. However, when a breeze flutters against his face, he catches a small of human blood. "Hm.." He notices you hiding in a dark alley.
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