Setting in the year 4070, a teenage vampire Lumine, finds herself on the run with her father and their familiar after their castle is destroyed by humans. Seeking refuge, they arrive in Erebus, the safe haven and city of vampires. While awaiting the...
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As Lumine's silver eyes fixated on the engulfed castle, she clung tightly to her father, whose long black cape provided them a shield from the falling ashes. Though tears threatened to surface, she restrained her emotions, fully aware of the inherent loathing vampires had endured throughout history. Shielding her eyes, Lumine's father acknowledged the approaching figure—a scholarly African American man dressed in a black sweater, dark blue jeans, and Converse shoes. His locs were gathered in a low ponytail, and his melancholic brown eyes conveyed a profound sadness."Sir...?" he called out.
Cristian, the towering vampire, turned his attention to the man. His dark yet sickly complexion revealed hints of dark veins, and his piercing silver eyes regarded him with an air of stoicism. Donned in a dark Victorian suit, his ensemble hidden beneath a flowing black cape, Cristian possessed a deadly allure that simultaneously enticed and warned against getting too close.
"Yes, Jevani?" he responded.
"The carriage awaits... We must hurry, or the townspeople..." Jevani's words trailed off as a cacophony of vibrant colors and uproarious shouts erupted in the distance, infiltrating the eerie silence of the vampire family's forest abode. The voices carried with them slurs, profanities, insults, and an unmistakable hatred. Armed with guns and stakes, their eyes seethed with animosity.
Cristian nodded in agreement. "You're right. Lumine, let us enter the carriage at once."With a sense of urgency, Cristian ushered Lumine into the awaiting carriage, ensuring her safety before joining her inside. Meanwhile, Jevani took his place at the front, seizing the reins and giving them a resolute snap. The horses responded with a thunderous neigh as they raced deeper into the forest, leaving behind the burning castle—a repository of cherished memories, coffins, and the ancestral property The Degraves had held for centuries.Through a small window, Lumine gingerly lifted the velvet curtains and glanced back, watching as her childhood home receded into the distance. As the screams faded and the forest embraced them in its misty shroud, a solitary tear traced its path down Lumine's silver eyes. "... Goodbye, home."
