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

Alicia remained seated on her plush sofa, her piercing gaze fixed upon Daimon, who occupied the opposite end of the luxurious chamber. As she took a delicate sip of her tea, she wasted no time in addressing the pressing question that hung in the air.

"Daimon," she began, her voice carrying a blend of curiosity and authority, "I want to know why you're truly here."

Daimon, his demeanor calm and collected, arched an eyebrow in response. "What do you mean?" he inquired, his crimson eyes locked onto Alicia's.

Alicia leaned forward slightly, her teacup poised gracefully between her fingers. She elaborated, her tone measured and deliberate, "I've observed your strength, Daimon, and it's evident that you have no need to enroll in the Celestial Academy." Her scrutinizing gaze never wavered.

Celestial Stone