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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 am lead to believe that humans still carry much animosity towards us going by your reactions to my identity."

We'd all tried jumping her. It was quite embarrassing how badly we'd failed.

I'd only jumped in when Miss Amelia had tried using her shadows to attack the vampire same, only for said same to blow the shadows away with a huff of breath.

The vampire had then raised her hand and broke Miss Amelia's staff with her damn mind, making me act and try to throw a punch. I'd thought that Miss Amelia was next in what she'd break.

The vampire barely had to lift her arm, simply dodging my punch, making the impact destroy a row of trees.

Fatimah had tried using her assassin skills to surprise attack, the vampire dame merely hopped over her legs before floating down, bored expression still on her young looking face.

Marcellus is Dead?