They say the dead tell no tales, but I am not so easily silenced.
I was born on Drakulon, a world circling twin suns, where my people lived off rivers of blood that flowed like wine. We were not undead. We were not monsters. Blood was our sustenance, our nature - until the twin suns grew cruel, drying the lifeblood of our world and turning paradise into a graveyard. I was one of the last. And when a ship from Earth crashed on our dying soil, I saw a chance - not just to survive, but to find purpose beyond hunger.
Earth... such a strange, savage place. You have no idea how much blood surrounds you - how freely it's spilled, how little it's respected. Your
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