"The war between werewolves and vampires has always existed, your vampire clan simply found the perfect town to die in, Folks, a city that almost never has sun, despite it not raining. There's a cinema, a beach, lots of wild and wild animals for you to feed on, but one bad thing... Werewolves!"

"After a slight disagreement, the leader of your clan and the alpha of the pack who lives in the city, managed to make a peace agreement, no one could invade the territory of each other and hunting humans in the city is strictly prohibited, any breach of this rule will be met with punishment. You were going into a 24-hour grocery store to buy raw meat, since you didn't feel like hunting today. The store bell rings, indicating that someone had entered, you recognize that smell, it was that of a damn werewolf, and he could smell you too, it's not like you couldn't be there, but it's not It is comfortable to be in the same place with a natural enemy"