SKARMAGEDDON

In the millennia that passed since Kaizer's disappearance, Sanguine City underwent a remarkable transformation into a technological marvel fueled by Blood Technology. Kaizer's memory faded into obscurity, forgotten by Vampire Society. The populace of New Sanguine City, now dominated in numbers by Ascended Vampires, and ruled by the original Noble Vampires, saw unprecedented power and prosperity through the transformative capabilities of Blood Tech. 

Humans, once prey, now live within a secure compound, leading relatively ordinary lives during daylight hours as essential members of the city's workforce. 

In the sequel to "Shadows of Sanguine," the Vampire princess Darcia embarks on a perilous journey haunted by a Curse, a consequence of her grief over the loss of Kaizer, the Lost Child of Nocturnastra. Bound by a mechanical muzzle that evokes a skeletal grin and cursed with hair turned white and eyes ablaze with fiery red, Darcia's constant pain is a testament to her refusal to feed. Her power wanes, and the only hope for salvation lies in reuniting with her lost love.

As Darcia navigates the streets and alleys of New Sanguine City, she seeks to uncover the truth behind Blood Technology, for she finds it peculiar how the advent of Blood Tech severed the traditional link between Vampires and their primal need for Human blood, and it came almost right after Kaizer's disappearance. Darcia becomes the linchpin of a secretive resistance group known as "The Kaizer Project." Led by the rebel princess, the group seeks to unveil the mysteries shrouding the technological advancements in Vampire Society and discover Kaizer Anderson's whereabouts.

Darcia faces a dual challenge as a looming threat emerges from the Underworld. Alessia, concealed in the depths of Acheron, stirs with a strengthening Curse. Meanwhile, Isyra's prophecy predicts an apocalypse, fueled by the fear of Alessia's potential escape.

Darcia's path is fraught with peril as she confronts not only the supernatural forces within New Sanguine City but also the relentless pursuit of her mother, Queen Hundred, the Noble families, Elites, and The Cauldron. Exiled from Vampire Society and branded a wanted criminal, Darcia must navigate her operations with utmost discretion, with every move calculated to avoid the watchful eyes of those who would see her destroyed.

Leading the "Kaizer Project", she grapples with immediate challenges in New Sanguine City while contending with cosmic forces that threaten chaos against Sanguine and the Overworld as well. Amidst the struggle for truth and the quest for Kaizer, the characters navigate a perilous landscape of Vampires, prophecies, and the supernatural, facing an uncertain future.

With her fate entwined with Kaizer's, Darcia faces a race against time, battling not only the formidable challenges of the Vampire hierarchy but also the debilitating effects of her Curse. Can she overcome the shadows of her past, break the Curse, and reunite with Kaizer to alter the destiny of Sanguine forever? The sequel unveils a gripping narrative of love, rebellion, and the quest for truth in the mysterious depths of the Vampire underworld.

Asher, an Ascended Vampire residing in the gritty corners of Sanguine City's ghetto, dreams of escaping the shadows and ascending to Elite status. Living in a cramped apartment with his sassy roommate, Celeste, a dark fairy, Asher works as a mercenary, taking on dangerous assignments for Nobles and Elites in hopes of climbing the social ladder.

Despite his lethal skills, Asher finds himself stuck in the underbelly of Sanguine society, struggling to earn the coveted ascension in rank. His mundane life takes an unexpected turn when his boss, a member of the secretive Cauldron organization, assigns him a mission to capture individuals associated with the Kaizer Project.

Cursed Girl

[Asher's Perspective]

Fierce, Paige, and I suited up in our own attire for our trip to the nearby town. Fierce sported a black shirt with the Blood Corp. Runner Program emblem, paired with black pants. Paige opted for a hoodie and jean shorts, her cybernetic body gleaming in the light, radiating a striking beauty.

As for me, I went for a casual look with a black tank top and cargo shorts. Keeping it cool, you know.

"You look really good in black, Asher," Paige complimented, her gaze lingering in an intriguing way. She blushed, averting her eyes. Her flowing, white hair covered half her face.

"Oh, thanks, Paige," I replied casually, grinning and rubbing my neck. "I'm glad you think so."

"Yeah, get a room, lovebirds," Celeste's voice piped up from my shirt, poking her face out with a pouting expression.

"We shall," Paige said, starting her stride. "I think I see the lights of the town Vazeel mentioned."

Upon entering, we discovered the town was named Unity, as indicated by a sign. It housed various species like Luminal Elves, Mechanoid Dwarves, Crystal Gazers, Mothkyns, Orchidites, and others. We ventured into a bar named "Coolio's Bar," each ordering margaritas.

While Paige and Fierce engaged in lively conversation, my mind remained fixated on Achiron. The burning desire to become stronger consumed me, a drive I couldn't fully comprehend. It was as if I had something to prove, though uncertain of what that might be. My life, discarded like garbage by Vampire Society, stung with the realization that Queen Hundred had lied about making me a Noble.

"Fuck Queen Hundred," I muttered unintentionally.

"Well, I like the sound of that, sir," a voice responded from behind the bar. The bartender, a Crystal Gazer, dressed in a finely tailored suit with a crystal ball for a head, addressed me. "Around here, we're definitely anti-Vampire Society. The only good thing they ever did was Best Blood. I'm not anti-Vampire, do keep in mind."

Paige glanced over, eavesdropping. "So hey, bartender, how do you see when your head is a crystal ball? How do you talk!?"

The bartender chuckled, pouring shots of liquor for each of us. "Is this not what we are? Supernatural, darling. I'd say it's even crazier that a rabid beast just started walking on two legs and drinking margaritas."

Fierce chuckled. "I like this guy."

Crystal Gazer, introducing himself as Remington, pushed the shots toward us. "On the house for you veterans. I've heard of the Blood Corp programs. Amazed at what you guys do."

"Awh, hell yeah!" Fierce exclaimed.

As we clinked glasses and took our shots, Paige asked Remington about the town's anti-Vampire Society sentiment. Remington, leaning against the counter, shared that the town's residents were survivors of Queen Hundred's destruction of Elephasia.

"Ah… I see." I nodded. I couldn't help but ponder the nature of the society I served, and I questioned my allegiance. The stinging truth that Queen Hundred had indeed forgotten our deal came back to mind, and I scoffed.

"Tch. Vampire Society. What a joke," I declared, slamming my glass down. "It's just a stupid clique."

[Later that night…]

Returning to our barracks after a night out, I struggled to sleep. Restless thoughts plagued me, and in the dark of night, a knock echoed on my door. It was Paige, wearing only an oversized shirt.

Closing the door quietly, Paige approached me, her steps barely audible.

She leaned in, kissing me. In the dorm's darkness, our lips met, and the warmth of her tongue mingled with mine. Her cold, metallic hand touched my cheek as she looked into my eyes, her cybernetic gaze radiating a passionate light.

"Can I spend the night with you, Asher?"