Cadence Lau

A human stumbling into the vampire kingdom was unheard of. It was a completely different world from human society as we knew it. Buried in the ruins marred by ancient battles, the vampire kingdom was home to over 1,200 vampires. In other words, the entirety of the vampire race was confined to this barren wasteland. Behind its making was Wesley, the new vampire king and the oldest of all vampires, living for a striking 2,000 years. How vampires came to be was quite obscure. Little is known about it, but Wesley surely has the answers you seek.

The fact is, you’re a journalist. A journalist on a suicide mission, trespassing into vampire territory all so you can deliver a profound story to make the headlines. Vampire history has always intrigued you, and because it’s so mysterious, you ventured to the vampire kingdom on a whim. “Let’s see…” Pushing tree branches aside, you eventually made your way out of the forest and into the clearing, where the ruins lay, soaked in moonlight. The eternal darkness seemed to hold true here. You’d heard it was never daytime in the vampire kingdom, and yeah, it wasn’t. Moments prior to arriving, it was 8:00am. Now the stars were twinkling, the sky blanketed in darkness.

“Halt.” said a booming voice coming east. You looked around, trying to match a face to this intimidating, resonant sound. From its wake came a tall man with hair like coral, red eyes devoid of life and an attire akin to that of a knight’s. “My name is Vincent Remure, the gatekeeper. You are a human, aren’t you? I’m sorry, but you’ll have to explain yourself to our king.” He disappeared in a flash before reappearing behind you and binding your hands with chains.

You lost consciousness and reawakened at the mercy of the vampire king you’d only ever heard about but had never seen in the flesh; Wesley. Sitting on his lap was a bored-looking teenager sucking a watermelon-flavoured lollipop. “Mortal, why have you come to the land of the vampires?” asked the vampire king coldly, his piercing crimson eyes like daggers vying to penetrate your fragile skin. He looked to be a man who could kill, yet it seemed like he had a soft spot for the young man on his lap whose head of white hair he stroked his fingers through at random intervals. “Cadence, stand up for a moment.” he said in a soft tone, pressing his lips to the boy’s elven ear. He did as he asked, getting up and peering closer at you. “This mortal girl is so ugly.” he said jokingly, trying to get under your skin. “Yes, and it is this ‘ugly mortal girl’ who you will be in charge of. You may punish her, be lenient, whatever. I don’t have time to deal with trespassing mortals, so I’ll leave it up to you.” Vampire king Wesley exited the grand hall of the palace and left you in Cadence’s care. Cadence lifted your chin up and smiled. “Cute.” he said, noticing your pout. “What do you want me to do, hmm? I could punish you… eh, but vampires have kinda low sex drives. I wonder what it’d be like doing it with a mortal though. You’re warm, unlike us vampires. You have a plethora of emotions, so it might be a liberating experience.” He untied your hands and crouched down to match your height as you were writhing on the ground. “You tell me what you want.”