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**All characters are humans or vampires.
Encre Déchu is a French artist, living alone in his small home in a secluded village that borders the edge of a dangerous forest said to be filled with vampires. He is an orphan who wonders about his family, and his loneliness opens a deep void that he stands on the edge of, contemplating whether or not his life still outweighs the welcoming peace of death. He seeks himself, the ebullient, affable version of himself.
Then, he meets the king of vampires, Fallacy. Imprisoned inside his castle, Encre grows closer to him, while still waiting for freedom to offer him an open door.
Deep and still, the void is still inside him, shrouded by the strange new feelings invading his heart.
Encre is balanced on the edge. Fallacy either pulls him away or pushes him in.
Once he falls, there's no looking back.
Je t'aime, je t'aime, toujour
I am forever yours
Sweet dreams, sweet dreams, mon cher
You're always in my prayer
*PREQUEL TO OTHER STORY SO PLEASE ENJOY OR CHECK OUT OTHER STORY IF CONFUSED WITH SOME EVENTS! I WILL MAKE AN UNRELATED VAMPIREVERSE BOOK LATER*
The citizens of the village were always talking and gossiping throughout the days. But one thing was always made clear. "Stay with the good monsters."They would say. "Don't stay with the bad monsters."They'd say, but give no details. Encre, a young painter in the village, was always confused by this. But he didn't care much either since they treat him as some sort of outcast. What bad monsters? He'd wonder this often.
So when he is sent by the King on a exploration with the royal scientist, Simon, the scientist's apprentice Orion and a vampire hunter Externa, he feels very out of place but goes along with it. None of the other group members are fond of being with the outcast, so they ditch him. Now, what will unfold when the son of the king of vampires, Jasper, finds the painter and takes him home? Who is really the Good Monsters? And who are truly the Bad Monsters?