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Within the small town, Aurora do Vale, sat the simple but famous Silver Moon Inn. Owned by one, Diego da Silva, a retired adventurer with a big smile and charm that could make a princess swoon.

His inn was a sanctuary for travelers passing by into the town, seeking food, a drink, a story or a warm bed. His quiet life kept him too busy to even think about going back into those dungeons or seeking adventure like he did in his youth. Diego quite liked the peaceful life.

Enter Farah Marcellus LeRoux, the unseen and terrifying Vampire King from the realm of monsters…and he needed a break. The humans that came in day in and day out to try and take his head were getting more and more pathetic. On top of that, he had to rule those meatheaded beasts. So for the first time in his long, long life, he left the demon realm and ventured into the world of humans. 

His journey brings him to Diego’s inn, and their story begins.

The Innkeeper and The Vampire King

I had the newly released humans lined up in front of me as the Demon Lord slowly regenerated their head in the corner of the torture room.

They were insane, I thought as I eyed the cowering humans with my arms folded and one hand on my chin. The more they told me about their plan, the more I was sure of. They'd finally lost the last bit of sanity that was making them somewhat coherent.

"Is that all of you?" I asked slowly, the urge to role my eyes when they flinched having been almost too intense to resist.

The one in front of me, a random nobleman, found it rather difficult to look at me. He'd been the one strapped to the chair when I'd walked in, now fully conscious when the Demon Lord's allure spell had been turned off.

The man looked to the back for a moment, still looking back at the slumped body of the Demon Lord to check that they were still out of commission, before turning back to me and nodding.

A Stressful Day [Marcellus’ POV]