Under the moonlit sky, Leopold, a solitary vampire hunter who forged his own path, made a striking entrance at the meeting of his fellow hunters. With a pure silver chain wrapped tightly around the body of a vampire, he dragged the creature behind him. The vampire's voice echoed in an eerie tongue, a haunting melody that revealed its desperate hunger and disorientation. It seemed as though the creature had been deprived of blood for years, its once-powerful control crumbling into a state of wild abandon.
A wave of astonishment washed over the vampire hunters stationed at the base as their gaze settled upon Leopold. Clad in a resolute countenance, he gripped the chain firmly, ensuring the vampire's confinement. In a voice as chilling as the night itself. “I want to join your organization,”
