HaozDancer

Daimon Crimson, a vampire who had lived for centuries in a modern world where vampires were considered legends, found himself bored to death with nothing to challenge him, despite his eternal life.

As the strongest vampire, no one could match him in combat, leaving him unfulfilled until a momentous day arrived. World Towers suddenly materialized all over the world, interconnected structures that had to be conquered to save the world from destruction.

Upon entering one of these towers and facing the monsters within, Daimon experienced an unparalleled thrill. He was ecstatic to discover that the monsters were remarkably powerful, finally providing the excitement he had been yearning for all this time.

Crimson Tower

The clearing, marred by the aftermath of the explosion, crackled with an electric tension as Raizel, Veldoria, and their cohort of players faced off against the seemingly unscathed Daimon and Lilith.

Veldoria's voice cut through the charged air, carrying a volatile mix of disbelief and anger as she vehemently demanded, "How in the name of the Tower are you still alive after those catastrophic explosions?"

Daimon's response was a disquieting smile, his crimson eyes gleaming with a predatory glint as if he reveled in the chaos he had sown. "Explosions, you say? My dear, you must be grievously mistaken."

Veldoria's patience was fraying, and she punctuated her accusation by pointing an accusatory finger at Daimon. "Don't even attempt to deceive us with your lies. We're well aware of your malevolent deeds. You goaded a Heavenly Beast into a disgraceful display, compelling it to self-destruct in a pathetic bid to save face."

Fury and Resolve