Born to a vampire mother and a human noble father, I lived a peaceful life.

Years later, that happiness shattered.

After my father took a concubine, my mother, the legal wife, was gradually forgotten because of her.

My mother went mad.

She began to treat me as if I were my father, seeing his resemblance in me.

I wanted to escape from her.

I really did.

But I couldn't.

Because she was my mother...

I had to play the role of my father every single day.

Watching my mother become increasingly unstable, I went to see my father.

"Father, Mother's health is..."

My father didn't even listen to the end of my sentence before sending me away.

I grew to loathe him.

I wore the mask of my own father in front of my mother.

I felt so disgusted with myself.

But the misfortune didn't end there.

One day, news arrived that made me even more miserable.

Passing by my father's room, I heard voices and decided to eavesdrop.

I hoped to hear something hopeful for my mother and me.

But what I heard instead was...

That my father's debts had grown so large he had to surrender the estate.

I could handle that much.

What came next was truly shocking.

"I will sell my wife and child."

Hearing my father's voice speak those words so calmly, I felt a murderous intent.

At that moment, only one thought filled my head.

'I have to run.'

I rushed to my mother.

But what I found there was her corpse.

Strangely, no tears came.

There was only emptiness. That was all.

Was it because I was too sad? Or... was it because I felt tired of it all?

I have no memory of what happened after that.

After my vision went black and I woke up, the mansion was in ruins,

and I was standing in the middle of it.

That is all I know.