The Hell
three hundred years ago
He felt his body burning with heat, pain piercing his bones, ripping his nerves, holding his breath, a pain he could not locate, spreading all over his body, it was time for his conversion, and the donor was forbidden from him, Hardin's orders were clear, the female who dares and blows him from Her blood will rip her heart out of his bed, but not before he torments her with a torment during which she wishes to die a thousand times.
Therefore, not a single one dared to give him her blood, he feels the dryness of his throat, the unbearable thirst, the desire to cry aloud for mercy,