<Snipped quote by Meta>
*As the last of the blood slides down your throat, your vision starts to rend and tear as the world goes white. When you can see again, you find yourself standing in a somewhat spectral throne room across from, naturally, a throne upon whom a figure is seated. It places a metal goblet on a waist high table to the left of its throne before calmly turning its attention towards you*
???: So we meet at last...tell me, drinker of my blood, who are you?
Shalltear Bloodfallen.
*Curtsies*