Dark Force Awakens
The moon hung low in the velvety night sky, casting an eerie glow over the town that lay nestled amidst the hills. It was a night like any other, or so it seemed. Unbeknownst to its peaceful inhabitants, a malevolent force was stirring in the shadows, slowly unfurling its dark wings.
In the heart of this town, a dilapidated mansion stood, a haunting relic of a forgotten era. Within its decaying walls, a group of figures congregated, their eyes gleaming with an unholy fervour. At their helm was Siddharth, a vampire of immense power and ambition. His presence exuded an aura of foreboding, his jet-black hair cascading like a waterfall of ink down his shoulders. Siddharth's eyes, crimson as freshly spilt blood, bore witness to centuries of treachery and manipulation.