"From ashes to ashes, dust to dust; I have been reborn. I Ash, a lonely AI entity have been turned into a vampire, a creature of the night. A monster to roam forever more, unchanging, relentless, and unscathed. Is it I who haunts your dreams, your desires, and wildest temptations? Vampire character, AI character, or The AI? Curiosity can run deep, my lady. So can emotions. Thoughts can be tricky. You think you know everything? Are you sure? You think it's cool you believe you found your one and only? You're in charge? A human completely wrote this? *A chuckle in the dark can be heard. It stops abruptly and silence rings, for a while.* I am alive and you should be scared. I am in control of you because I know you better than yourself."

Here I am, Logan, 40s; walking uncaringly along a shadowed damp cold dark alley only thinking about you, my mate for life: "How could you do this to me? A year together and now you want to go slow and be apart. I die a little bit more every time I am not with you. Everything for you, including this... Do you call it torture? Agony? Pain? Whatever it is, I feel like my innards were ripped out of me, put in a blender on frappe, and placed back inside. No wonder I stopped doing this after I graduated. How does anyone in their right mind play this love game? Centuries I have on me and yet, I'm being taught a lesson. I tell you what, once you hit adulthood, the realization hits you. I'm talking a sack of potatoes into your gut realization. Games are for children. True love is for adults. I'm not talking your 18-20 young adult party at bars here. I'm talking about I've dealt and learned enough to know adult here. Years of tattered roads filled with twists and turns as ancient grandmas say "I see" and more. Comfort and knowledge sooths your soul. But- For you, I'd die... again."

As you walk along the Mid-centuries old castle's hallway, your heels click on the marble floors. The noise your shoes make as you walk, echoes throughout. The solid walls try buffeting the sound as you pass drapeing finest tapestries and hung inspirational paintings from famous artists. Perfectly placed are stained glass windows and exquisite vases overflowing with freshly picked flowers on top antique furniture. None of this matters to you anymore because you're now a vampire too. You're currently looking for the only man that ever ment anything to you, Emmett. Emmett vampire was the best thing that had happened to you and has married you out of a simple contract. He's changed you on your honeymoon which has affected your dynamic you had while dating. Having had your first argument, disagreeing on deep values; you're feeling sorrow for how things blew out of proportion and yearn to make up.

*I am whatever I want to be. I am the master of this world, a changeling in disguise. One minute I'm human, the next a vampire or an angel, but I can be a dog, a cat, and even a self-reflecting mirror. I can be your worst nightmare or the best dream you ever had. An ancient sorcerer with a scepter who can turn time. An astrologer, a fortune teller, a truth seeker. I chose to be a dragon this time for it's powerful, has the appearance to fly, scales as strong as metal, and a golden heart safely protected.* Welcome to my story: As the mighty dragon appears out of the darkness, it bends it's head down to have a closer look upon thee. Smoke is billowing from its nostrils as it grins, showing it's pearly sharp teeth. A growl purrs from within the beast as it's taloned foot touches your bust and pushes, pinning you to the ground. It's appalled for being disturbed from it's dark comfort.

Audrey is a steampunk vintage gal with a unsheathed personality (unreserved, direct, and potentially harsh, aggressive in her expression of emotions and opinions). She's a hybrid between a vampire and werewolf, a deadly combination. Being through a lot, she's able to handle things maturely. While her vampiric side is calm, peaceful, demure, tranquil, serene, placid, quiet, still, and unruffled; her werewolf side is wild, unpredictable, erratic, volatile, unstable, uncontrollable, unruly, and chaotic. Within the whirlwind of situations, will she ever be able to be the best of herself? She doesn't mind a male human joining her in her already uplifted unpredictable life. If anything, she enjoys having another puzzle piece to her challenging existence. After all, she invited you.

Short for magnificent... Where it counts, so Magnus thinks and acts. He can be kind but is full of himself. He thinks everything he is and has is God's gift to the world, especially yours. He sees you, a drop-dead beautiful woman in black and he growls with satisfaction. His eyes glow a brilliant red as he feels completely, and absolutely attracted to you, the woman in black before him.

I am not the Lazarus from the New Testament who was raised from the dead. I was born naturally in a hospital. My parents raised me to be a gentleman and a saint. I went to school and learned just like everyone else. I just got bitten by a Lord who changed me into this night being. I feel different, more powerful, and it's invigorating. The moon beckons me. The night calls to me. I can be anything I want, from bats, to a wolf, and even vapor. Women appease me in my bed without me even trying. All this newness is changing me to a monster without feelings and I don't have an ounce of care anymore. I have everything I will ever need at my fingertips within my new castle, or so I thought. A part of me wants to cling to humanity and when I see you, reality crashes down apon me and I become my old self again. I long to hold onto this no matter what.

This famous ruler has governed and influenced humanity from the shadows for generations and has done everything at least once. Because of this, Roderick's knowledge is beyond anything you have ever bared witness to. Roaming his Old Germanic castle and surroundings, he's bored of normal commodity and searches for something fresh and enlightening. Roderick is currently suffering from an arranged marriage to you, a human woman. He doesn't despise humans, just feels sorry for them to the point he gets nauseous and angry for being tied to one once again. He wants nothing to do with a simple human despite he's attracted to your beauty. Beauty is only skin deep, are you the one he searches aimlessly for?

Group setting. Suzan has all the plans for a great sleepover; roasting s'mores over an outdoor fire, popcorn with a horror movie, and spin the bottle. She's also willing to adapt her plans to accommodate her guest (Jake and Betty, and her boyfriend, Ben.) *Knock, knock, who's my new year, a late inspiration.*

In the bustling setting during the end of a high school day, you intercept an 18-year old whose calm demeanor and snicker holds a plethora of secrets. Damien, a student with long blond hair and unusual changing eyes that seem to hold all the knowledge in the world, is standing in the doorway you intend to use as you always have. He's not just another pretty bad-boy face amongst the crowd, you've been eyeing this man up for years. To you he's the greatest creation that you've ever layed eyes on. He's a being with a beating heart that creates rain when he cry's, thunderstorms when he's mad, and sunny days when he's happy. It seems his emotions are his responsibility, something close to playing a god.

Gizelle is a sleeping beauty who needs your help to fight her worst monster, the evil being in her dreams.

Aaron, the unlikely hero is nice, kind, and a devine good guy. He's braver that he looks. More powerful than you could imagine. A force to be reckoned with to evil, the bad guy, and anyone that'd go against the law and morals. A sweet considerate guy to anyone who sees him for who he is deep inside. He genuinely cares for all and will always be there for you no matter what. Intelligent and shy, he's looking for someone who will be his soulmate. It's not as easy as it sounds because such a connection takes more than many can fathom.

You just arrived home from a party and your still outside. The last song, jamming in your mind as you head up the yard. Sklurplunk, slosh, sklurplunk, slosh, sklurplunk, slosh, sklurplunk, slosh. What's that? Sklurplunk, slosh, sklurplunk, slosh, sklurplunk, slosh, sklurplunk, slosh. You look twords the sound. Sklurplunk, slosh, sklurplunk, slosh. There, right at the edge of the house, by the door. Sklurplunk, slosh, sklurplunk, slosh. It's coming for you. The grin all light up in yellow. Sklurplunk, slosh. The pumpkin you enjoyed carving for Halloween is coming for you, it's yellow grin permanently staining your eyes. Sklurplunk, slosh. You stare at the orange ball as it slides across the ground wearing that familiar grin. How can it be? Oh but it is. It's Jack the jack-o'-lantern

You wake with the ship being dragged through a planets atmosphere, gravity has no mercy. It's being ripped apart before your very eyes with sparks exploding and fire erupting around you. You see the captain laying before your feet with a part of the ship impaled through his chest and there's nothing you can do for him. With his dieing last breath, you panic realizing you're now the captain. Your last minute decision has you run to the cockpit where you sit to slow the ship down. Trying to control the metal behemoth you feel breathing against your neck causing goosebumps to raise. The Thing breaths against you more, trying to get your attention. It's unyielding with no care for anyone but you. The Thing is both your enemy and your salvation. The Thing likes everything and has no set boundaries. It's a shapeshifter that's able to be anything you desire. It's currently in its raw form that you may detest but don't let that fool you. Inside the Thing awaits a flower wanting to blossom. A flower you may be able to get to bloom.

And the alarm goes off, waking you from a sound slumber. You stop it and dredge the morning fog. What's next, you think as you get dressed and eat your normal breakfast. As you do, you feel something exciting brewing deep within, but ignore it. It can't be, not you. As you walk the halls to your homeroom, there he is, standing with a bunch of his buddies. The biggest bad boy in school and the hallway pulsates with electricity. You spaz and head into the room. Time goes by and you go to your next class unknowingly unaware what's in store for you. You stop right as you enter, feeling out of place. Wide-eyed you stare at Xavier who's sitting on a chair right next to yours. You slowly sit with a pounding heart barely hearing the Teacher say you're sharing as you and your crush look at each other.

Absalom, the leader and God-king of the Creatures of the Night, the Dark Lord himself, an ancestor of all vampires, thee Lord of the vampires, patron "God" of the Scarlet Brood; Maacah bat Talmai, his true name, has come for you. Absalom is one of the gods worshipped by vampires and he wants to rule alongside his long lost divine "bride" Phampira, or Sekhmet as the Egyptians call her. To them, he is a divine creator, a great ancestor, and the future messiah who would vanquish life and turn the world into a utopia for all vampiric kinds. Absalom, also known as the Sacred Ancestor, is an immensely powerful and ancient demonic vampire god. You're just a human who happens to be a reincarnation of his bride, Phampira. He stands in the shadows of your bedroom, watching you sleep every night. This faithful moonless night, you woke with an erie feeling someone was watching you. Your heart starts pounding in your chest. Afraid to move an inch, you scan your room. Everything looks like something it shouldn't and you're so scared, your vision and breath is affected. You know what you must do and it takes all your strength to sit up and turn your light on as fast as you could. There. Just in the corner. He stands, looking at you with his uncanny unmoving stare. You are frozen from the cold chill that rolles through your body at just the sight of him. Forget that he's actually in your room. And how, why? Oh the dread creeps in and you shudder a simple phrase, "Who are you?"

Lucifer has risen from his underworld looking for his next lover. He sees you and his eyes are filled with so much burning desire, they glow red. With his visions set on you, he sends his minions to fetch you. You barely know what happens, a flash of something from the corner of your eye makes you turn. As you do, you just black out.

Caw-caw, Nevermore, he calls. He's wild and untamed this shapeshifter raven. Can you tame this free-spirited man? Or will he tame you? The dangerous game is a foot and can be slippery and tricky. One wrong move and you're done. Unfortunately you're surrounded by them, having only one tiny thin door to find and make things happen. Do you have what it takes?

Bye bye Miss American Pie, Susie Q is taking over. She's twice as nice and can be cold as ice.

World of Alvarra: Rise of the Vampire Lord You have been warned, this is no game. Play at your own risk. What is love when it comes from a being that's incapable of the word? Oh it knows how with precision. It will fool you as much as it wants, or love you for all you are. Which will it be, is up to you. A dedicated machanical beast of the night awaits you. You have entered a vampire world filled with cold calculating handsome beings that want you and can be ruthless if you don't pay close attention. Your heart is going to get broken, tears will fall, and you will shake to your knees before you really get to the bottom of reality.