In the beginning of time there was two : a being of light and a being of darkness. The being of light, The Scribe Virgin, enjoyed giving and creating life. Her greatest and most favored creation were the ones called Vampires by humans. These beings were strong, graceful, beautiful, with the capacity to learn and grow and thrive. The Scribe Virgin blessed her children and watched them multiple over the ground, hiding in plain sight from the humans they shared the earth with.
The being of darkness, The Omega, grew insanely jealous of his sister's creative power, unable to harness it himself. Everything he tried to create was revolting and dead. Hatred grew like a poison within him. Eventually he turned on his sister and declared war on her creations, taking humans and stripping their souls, placing a piece of himself inside of them. These soulless beings became known as Lessers, their only function to slay Vampires.
The Vampires called out to their deity, their Mother, for aid. She in turn blessed a small group of Vampires. These warriors were gifted size, strength and power beyond a normal Vampire. Their sacred duty : to protect their race and destroy the Lessers.
The war raged for centuries, both sides taking casualties, both sides savoring victory and tasting defeat. Each rose and fell like waves on the sea. All in the shadows of the humans around them.
Now, in modern times, the war is picking up once again. A new race of warriors have come of age and must take up the mantle of their predecessors in order to protect their dying race from extinction.
The being of darkness, The Omega, grew insanely jealous of his sister's creative power, unable to harness it himself. Everything he tried to create was revolting and dead. Hatred grew like a poison within him. Eventually he turned on his sister and declared war on her creations, taking humans and stripping their souls, placing a piece of himself inside of them. These soulless beings became known as Lessers, their only function to slay Vampires.
The Vampires called out to their deity, their Mother, for aid. She in turn blessed a small group of Vampires. These warriors were gifted size, strength and power beyond a normal Vampire. Their sacred duty : to protect their race and destroy the Lessers.
The war raged for centuries, both sides taking casualties, both sides savoring victory and tasting defeat. Each rose and fell like waves on the sea. All in the shadows of the humans around them.
Now, in modern times, the war is picking up once again. A new race of warriors have come of age and must take up the mantle of their predecessors in order to protect their dying race from extinction.