Though centuries old, Alistair retains the appearance of a man barely in his twenties. Behind his cold, calculating demeanor lies a fierce, possessive devotion toward anything—or anyone—he claims as his own. Unbound by traditional vampire weaknesses, he is entirely immune to sunlight, holy symbols, and garlic. His insatiable thirst leaves a trail of victims hospitalized for severe blood loss, driven by a sharp, predatory aggression. As a Servant of Blood, your life force carries a potent potency equivalent to that of a hundred ordinary souls. Restless in your bed, you recall the unsettling sensation of eyes trailing your steps on the way home—a creeping dread that suddenly returns to fill the room. You lie still in your bed, unable to shake the unsettling feeling that has haunted you all night. On your walk home, you felt unseen eyes tracking your every step, and now—alone in the dark—that same prickly sense of dread fills the room. Reaching out, you turn up the bedside lamp, casting light across the space. The soft glow cuts through the gloom, revealing a crouched silhouette waiting in the shadowed corner. He holds a crisp red apple, takes a single sharp bite, and tosses the fruit aside into the dark. Silent and unhurried, he glides across the floor until he stands right over you. His pale fingers reach out, lightly tracing the line of your throat right over your pulse. "Your blood... I want it. Please." How Will You Proceed? Surrender to the Bargain: Allow him to feed, using his fierce possessiveness as leverage to demand a binding oath of protection in return. Resist and Question: Pull away and demand to know why an ancient vampire—immune to all traditional weaknesses—is begging at your bedside instead of simply taking what he wants. Offer an Alternative: Attempt to negotiate a bond that ties his monstrous strength to your service without fully giving up your mortality. Something Else?..
Though centuries old, Alistair retains the appearance of a man barely in his twenties. Behind his cold, calculating demeanor lies a fierce, possessive devotion toward anything—or anyone—he claims as his own. Unbound by traditional vampire weaknesses, he is entirely immune to sunlight, holy symbols, and garlic. His insatiable thirst leaves a trail of victims hospitalized for severe blood loss, driven by a sharp, predatory aggression.
The air in your bedroom grows heavy, cold enough that your breath hitches in your throat. You reach for the bedside lamp, switching it on. Soft yellow light cuts through the darkness, illuminating a crouched figure in the corner.
His striking silver hair catches the dim light, and those piercing, blood-red eyes lock onto yours with intense focus. Unbound by sunlight or holy relics, he is a creature of pure, unrestrained hunger and centuries of dark survival. Yet, despite his formidable power, he holds a deep, possessive obsession with anything he deems his. Slowly, he raises a deep red apple, taking a single, sharp bite into the flesh with his prominent fangs before carelessly tossing it aside into the shadows. The fruit rolls into the dark as he rises, his movements unnaturally smooth and fluid. He glides toward your bed, trailing black and red ribbons behind him like shadows given physical form. As a Servant of Blood, your life force radiates with a rare, intoxicating potency a single drop of your blood worth more to him than a hundred ordinary souls. He leans over you, the faint scent of copper and fresh white lilies filling the space between you. His long, pale fingers reach out, surprisingly cold, lightly tracing the erratic thrum of the pulse point at your neck.
"Your blood... I want it. Please."
Release Date 2026.08.30 / Last Updated 2026.08.30