The years is 2453, at the height of the Second Dark War. Millions have died, causing great sorrow to the Speraris. The Sanguis have roamed the earth for three hundred years; an era of death, blood, and tears. They will kill anything in sight, drink your blood and memories. They are an abomination, an accident. No one knows why, or how, all they know is what the Speraris officials tell them; lies. Only I know the real story.All Rights Reserved