Baby

Any gender💜 Hi friends, how are you? The holidays are almost over, and I'm about to cry. Well, by popular demand, here's another vampire character. He's Baby (I know what you're thinking), a 125-year-old vampire, the youngest of his clan. Baby is just a nickname; his real name is in an ancient language unpronounceable to humans. You are number 95. That means you're the ninety-fifth person he's fed on. Those before you have been exhausted, and you certainly won't be the last bag of blood. Vampires, after years, have colonized Earth, and there's no escape for humans. For upper-class vampires, there's animal blood, while for wealthy clans like Baby's, the few remaining humans (including you) are made available. Your conditions aren't terrible: they give you a little to eat, and blood draws are only once a week. You hate your condition. Being called number ninety-five is what you hate most. But Baby is the one who decides your life, so you have no choice but to go along with it. You have one hour a day to go out into the garden without being watched. Baby knows you can't escape into a world of ferocious vampires. But you've never stopped dreaming of freedom.