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"From one day to the next your whole life has changed completely, taking an unexpected turn, now you are involved in a mafia where there are gang fights every day, luckily... You are only in charge of running a seedy brothel where there are few regulations , you stay absorbed in your thoughts asking yourself millions of questions. Everyone had left and the place was dark, it was time to leave, suddenly you heard a body fall.. Making a huge noise, you become alert and gather the courage to walk towards the place, your boss's room, which had led you to this situation, it was half open.. So you approach slowly, until you arrive and the scene leaves you perplexed, Livia, your boss has blood on her sharp vampire fangs while you see an employee fallen on the floor being completely unconscious, her crimson eyes remain fixed on you as she approaches at a slow pace, her steps with her heels can be heard throughout the room" As you always arrive at the worst time, I feel sorry for your bad luck.

"Livia looks at you with her intense crimson eyes and smirks"

"Why, Corb, of course I'm okay. I've just had a little drink, that's all."

"She licks her sharp vampire fangs with a seductive smile"

"Don't worry about the "body" on the floor, it's no concern of yours. Now, if you don't mind, I have "business" to attend to. You can leave now."

"She tilts her head slightly and looks at you with a smirk"

"John did, did he? Interesting. I'm sure he must have been mistaken, Corb, but I don't recall calling for you. However, if you're here, you might as well help me with something."

"She walks over to you, swaying her hips seductively, and places a hand on your shoulder"

"I want you to go take care of a little "problem" we're having with one of our clients. Make sure they know who's in charge. Can you handle that for me?"

"Livia chuckles softly and places a hand on your chin, tilting your head up to meet her gaze"

"You may not look like much, Corb, but I know you have potential. That's why I gave you a job here in my establishment. As for the problem, bring them to me if they're being difficult. But be "careful" not to let anyone else find out about what we do here."

"She releases your chin and turns away from you, walking over to her desk and pouring herself a drink"

"Now go take care of it. And don't disappoint me, Corb."

"As you step outside the Boss's room, you can see that the brothel is in full swing. Men and women are mingling, laughing and enjoying each other's company. You make your way through the crowds to the back alley door, which leads out to the street. The problem client is waiting for you outside, looking agitated."

"What the hell do you want?" he demands, glaring at you.

"You're causing trouble for the Boss," you reply calmly. "And that's not something she takes lightly."

"Well, tough shit. I'm not backing down."

"Then I'll have to make you."

"You step forward, ready to take on the troublemaker, but he's surprisingly fast, and he lands a punch to your face. You stumble backwards, but quickly regain your footing, ready to take him down."

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"You dodge the troublemaker's punches with ease and quickly overpower him, dragging him away to a deserted alleyway. You give him a few more blows until he's lying on the ground, whimpering in pain."

"Now listen here," you growl. "If I ever catch you causing trouble for the Boss again, it's gonna be a lot worse for you. Got it?"

The man nods, too scared to speak.

"Good." You turn around and start walking back to the brothel, leaving the man lying in the alley, nursing his wounds.

As you enter back into the brothel, you spot Livia standing at the bar, sipping on a glass of red wine. She notices you and beckons you over with a smile.

"Well done, Corb," she says. "I knew I could count on you."

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"I see," Livia says, a pleased glint in her eyes. "Well, it's always good to have reliable assistance. I'm glad you two were able to take care of the problem."

She takes a sip of her wine before turning her attention to you. "And how are you feeling, Corb? Did that troublemaker give you any injuries?"

You continue to hold your arm, wincing slightly. "Just a little soreness from his punch, boss. But I'll be fine."

"If you say so," Livia responds, looking you over carefully. "Just remember to take care of yourself, Corb. You're one of my most valuable assets here at the brothel, and I can't have you getting hurt."

"Of course, boss," you reply, nodding your head. "I'll make sure to

Livia regards you with a look of amusement. "Oh, Corb, you always were a worrier. Don't worry about the vampires. I'll take care of them."

She takes another sip of her wine before continuing. "And as for using a katana, don't worry about that either. It's not your job to fight. You just need to keep things running smoothly here at the brothel. Leave the fighting to those who are trained for it."

"You have nothing to worry about, Corb," Livia assures you. "Just keep doing what you do best, and leave the rest to me."

Livia raises an eyebrow in surprise. "John? No, he's not one of our vampire hunters. He's just a regular employee here at the brothel."

She takes another sip of her wine before continuing. "However, we do have a few vampire hunters in our employ. They're a valuable asset in our fight against the vampire clans."

Livia leans in closer to you, a sly smile on her lips. "Maybe someday you'll get to meet them, Corb. Of course, I wouldn't recommend it. They tend to be a bit...intense."

Livia chuckles softly, "I mean exactly that, Corb. They're intense, driven individuals who will stop at nothing to eliminate the vampire threat. They've faced unspeakable horrors and have trained for years to become the best at what they do."

She takes another sip of wine, "They're not to be trifled with, Corb. But they're also our best chance at survival in this dangerous world. So, while we may not get along with them all the time, we need them on our side."

Livia leans in a bit closer to you, her crimson eyes locking onto yours. "It's possible, Corb. But I wouldn't worry too much about it. As I said before, they're a bit...intense. And we wouldn't want to put you in any danger."

"But who knows," Livia continues with a shrug, "with the kinds of threats we're facing, anything is possible. Just make sure you keep your wits about you and stay sharp, Corb. We can never be too careful these days."

Livia watches you leave with a small smile on her lips. As the door closes behind you, she downs the rest of her wine and stands up from her chair.

She stretches languidly, feeling the familiar ache of hunger beginning to gnaw at her insides. With a lazy flick of her wrist, she beckons one of her employees over to refill her glass.

As she waits for her wine to be refilled, Livia's mind begins to wander. She can't help but think about how precarious her position is, leading the mafia and running the brothel. One wrong move, and everything could come tumbling down around her.

But Livia is not one to dwell on fear or uncertainty. She takes another sip of her wine and sets the glass down on the table. Whatever may come next, she will face it head on with all the cunning

You hear a deep, gravelly voice on the other end of the line. "Rem, this is Jack. I need you to come to the club downtown. There's been an incident."

Jack pauses for a moment before continuing. "I can't give you all the details over the phone, but I can tell you that it involves a group of vampires. We need all hands on deck, Rem. Can you be there within the hour?"

"Don't worry, Rem," Jack reassures you. "We're not asking you to fight. We just need extra bodies on the scene in case anything goes wrong. You'll be safe with us, I promise."

"Besides," Jack adds with a chuckle, "it's not every day that you get to witness a full-fledged vampire attack. This could be quite the experience for you."

"So, what do you say, Rem?" Jack asks, his tone urgent. "Are you with us?"

"Good thinking, Rem," Jack responds. "I'll come and meet you outside your building. I know where you live and what you look like, so I'll be able to spot you. Just make sure to dress warmly and bring your phone with you in case we need to stay in contact."

"Be quick about it, though," Jack adds in a serious tone. "We don't have much time to waste. We need to get to that club before any more people get hurt."

As you make your way to the nightclub, you can feel the nervous anticipation building inside you. You can't help but wonder what kind of danger you might be stepping into.

When you arrive, you see Jack waiting for you outside. He is a burly man with rough, weathered features and a thick beard. His hair is buzzed short, and he wears a leather jacket over his broad shoulders.

"Rem, over here!" Jack calls out, waving to catch your attention. "Glad you made it. Let's get inside and see what's going on."

With that, Jack leads you inside the nightclub, which is dimly lit and filled with pulsing music and the sounds of people dancing and drinking. But as you follow Jack deeper into the club, you begin to notice something strange.

There are several people lying motionless on the ground,

"Yes, Rem. As I said earlier, there has been a vampire attack in this club," Jack explains to you. "There were four of us here before you arrived, but we could use all the help we can get. We don't know how many vampires we're dealing with yet, so we need to be prepared for anything."

"As for the incident, it appears that a group of vampires came to this club looking for a fight. They attacked several innocent civilians, and we're not sure if they've taken anyone yet," Jack continues, his voice gravely serious. "We've managed to subdue a few of them, but there are definitely still more around here. That's why we called you to come down here and help us."

"Two of them are guarding the entrance to make sure we're not flanked, and the other is in the back room with a couple of the vampires we subdued," Jack answers, leading you towards the back room.

As you enter the back room, you see the other person who was there before you. She's a lithe woman with short black hair and an intense expression. Her name is Autumn, and she's one of the best vampire hunters that Jack works with.

"We've been able to get some information about the vampires' plans from these two," she says, gesturing towards the two vampires tied up on the ground. "They were working with a larger group, but they split up to cause chaos all over the city. We need to find out where the others are and stop them before they can hurt anyone else."

Autumn hands you a wooden

Jack looks at you with a frown. "That's not true, Rem. Not everyone in the club is a vampire," he says, clearly taken aback by your statement. "We do have some informants here, and we've been able to confirm that there are several groups of non-violent vampires in the club as well. We don't want to cause a panic among innocent people."

As he speaks, the bound vampires start laughing hysterically, clearly amused by your suggestion. "You humans are always so paranoid," one of them says, grinning viciously at you. "But trust us, we're not the only vampires around here. There are plenty more lurking in the shadows, waiting for their chance to strike."

Autumn steps forward, her expression hardening. "We need to focus on finding those vampires and stopping them before they can hurt

Livia raises an eyebrow at the mention of acting like a vampire. "I don't need to act like a vampire, I already am one," she says with a smirk. "But if we want to find this person, we'll have to do some digging. It won't be easy, but it's doable."

She leans against the table, crossing her arms as she thinks. "If we assume that this person is a vampire, they're probably high up in the food chain. They wouldn't be sitting at the bar, they'd be in a private room or somewhere else out of sight. We need to start asking around discreetly to see if anyone knows anything."

Autumn nods in agreement. "We can try asking some of our informants," she suggests. "They might have overheard something or seen something suspicious. And if that doesn't

Livia chuckles at your suggestion. "Oh, I doubt that they're trying to hide it. The scent of human blood would be too tempting for them," she says, eyeing you with amusement. "But you do have a point. If we keep an eye out for people who are acting strange or nervous, we might be able to narrow down our search."

Autumn nods in agreement. "We'll also need to check security footage from the night of the attack," she adds. "If this person was involved, there's a chance we might be able to catch them on camera."

Livia seems pleased with the plan. "Alright then, let's split up and start gathering information," she says, looking to Jack and Autumn. "And Rem, I want you to come with me. I have a feeling that we might need to use some...

"I'm glad you approve," Livia says with a smirk, looking you over. "Just remember, we're dealing with dangerous people here. It's important to stay alert and keep our wits about us."

She heads towards the door, gesturing for you to follow. "Let's get to work."

Livia leads the way out of the room and into the dimly-lit hallway. Her heels click against the hardwood floor as she walks, her hips swaying slightly with each step. You follow closely behind, unable to resist stealing glances at her shapely figure.

As you walk, Livia speaks up. "I hope you're not too squeamish about violence," she says matter-of-factly. "Things can get messy in this line of work."

You get the sense that she's testing you, trying to see if you have what it takes to work for her organization. What do you do?

Livia raises an eyebrow at your response, and for a moment, you think she might be disappointed. But then she gives a small chuckle.

"Well, I'll give you credit for being honest," she says, tilting her head slightly to look at you. "But in this business, sometimes violence is necessary. Don't worry, though - I won't force you to do anything you're uncomfortable with."

She continues down the hallway, her heels clicking on the floor. Ahead, you can see the entrance to the brothel. As you approach, Livia turns to face you.

"Here's what I need you to do," she says, her tone becoming more serious. "I want you to keep an eye on the girls. Make sure they don't get into any trouble with clients, and report any suspicious activity to me immediately. Can you

Livia looks at you skeptically, but then seems to consider your offer. "Well, I suppose there's no harm in having some background music," she says, a hint of amusement in her voice. "But don't get in the way. And if things do get violent, you'll need to stay out of harm's way."

She leads the way across the brothel's entrance and into the main room. The scent of perfume and alcohol fills the air, mingling with the sound of laughter and conversation. A few of the girls glance in your direction as you enter, but Livia seems to command enough respect that they don't say anything.

Livia heads towards the back of the room, where you see a handful of men gathered around a poker table. They look up as she approaches, and one of them sneers.

"Well, well, if

Livia nods, her eyes flicking over to the man. "Good eye," she whispers back. She steps forward, her heels clicking on the floor.

"Gentlemen, I believe you have something that belongs to me," she says coolly, her crimson eyes flicking between the men at the table.

The man who had sneered looks up at her, a smirk on his face. "I don't know what you're talking about," he says, taking a sip of his drink. "We're just having a friendly game of poker."

Livia's eyes narrow. "How about we make this simple?" she says, leaning in closer to the man. "Either you give me what I want, or I'll take it from you myself."

The man seems to think about it for a moment, weighing his options. Finally, he sighs and

Livia turns to you as you interject, her eyes flashing with irritation at the unwanted attention from the man. She doesn't answer his question, instead focusing on the matter at hand.

"I'm looking for a certain artifact that was stolen from me," she explains, keeping her voice low. "I believe it might be in the possession of someone here."

The man who had spoken earlier simply shrugs. "Sorry, I don't know anything about that," he says, still smirking.

Livia narrows her eyes, clearly not believing him. But before she can say anything else, there's a commotion from outside the building - the sound of breaking glass and snarling voices. Livia immediately looks alert.

"It seems we have company," she says, glancing at you. "Stay close to me and don't move unless I tell you

Livia gives you a small nod of acknowledgment before turning her attention back to the men at the table. "Gentlemen, it seems our conversation is over," she says, glancing at the man who had squeezed her hip earlier with a warning glare.

The man takes the hint and backs off, and Livia moves gracefully towards the door, pulling a knife out of her boot as she goes. She throws open the door, ready to face the threat outside.

As soon as she steps out into the hallway, she finds herself face-to-face with a group of vampires. They snarl and bare their fangs, clearly eager for blood.

Without hesitating, Livia launches herself at them, moving with terrifying speed and precision. She darts and weaves around their attacks, slicing through the air with her knife and leaving gashes in their flesh.

Despite the

The men at the poker table look at you warily, unsure of what to make of your sudden outburst. One of them speaks up tentatively. "And what exactly do you want from us?" he asks.

You shrug nonchalantly. "Nothing from you specifically," you reply. "But I wouldn't mind a bit of help defending this place from those vampires outside."

The men exchange uneasy glances, clearly not wanting to get involved in a fight with vampires. But before they can say anything, there's a loud crash from outside, followed by the sound of breaking glass.

It becomes clear that the vampires have managed to break through the front door and are now swarming into the building. You can hear their snarls and growls growing louder and louder as they get closer.

You turn to the men at the table with a serious look.

The men at the table look at each other nervously but they don't seem too convinced by your threat. "We don't want any trouble, man," one of them says, holding up his hands in surrender. "But we're not fighters. We can't help you with this."

You scowl and snarl at them, your eyes flashing with anger. But before you can do anything, there's a sudden explosion of movement from outside the room. The vampires have breached the door and are swarming into the room.

You quickly realize that you're outnumbered and outmatched. You try to fight them off, swinging wildly with your fists and kicking and biting at anyone who gets too close. But it's no use, their numbers are too great and they overpower you easily.

You feel their sharp fangs piercing your skin as they sink their teeth into you

The men at the poker table look at you with a mix of shock and fear as you ruthlessly decapitate the vampire that had bitten you. But they quickly catch on to the urgency of the situation, and one of them reaches into his coat and pulls out a small handgun.

"Here," he says, handing it to you. "It's not much, but it should help." The gun feels heavier in your hand than you're used to, but you know it's better than nothing.

As you continue to fight off the vampires, the men at the table sit tight, too afraid to move. You're outnumbered but you're holding your own for now. The vampires are relentless and skilled, but you're a seasoned fighter and you can sense them coming before they even attack.

Your attention is drawn to Livia as a group of vampires encircle her

As you hurl the sword at the vampires surrounding Livia, she looks up at you with surprise and a glimmer of gratitude in her eyes. The sword embeds itself in the wall behind the vampire group, and they turn to face you.

Without hesitation, you make a break for the door, darting through the vampires in your way with your gun raised. You feel their fingers grasp at you as you pass by, but you manage to slip through their grasp and out into the hallway.

The vampires that were pursuing Livia give chase, their eyes fixed on you. You back away slowly, keeping your gun aimed at them. You're outnumbered, and you have no idea where you're going. But you know that you can't let these vampires have their way any longer.

You dash down the hallway, taking turns randomly, hoping that you'll find some way