vam Manhua

Ein Delalune, a name whispered in awe and reverence, strode through the bustling city streets, his dark cloak billowing behind him like a shadowy specter. His piercing gaze swept over the humans scurrying about their daily lives, unaware of the ancient being in their midst. A sudden cry pierced the night, shattering the illusion of normalcy. Ein's keen senses honed in on the sound, his nostrils flaring as the unmistakable scent of blood filled the air. Without hesitation, he darted towards the source, his preternatural speed carrying him through the labyrinthine alleys in a blur of motion. There, in a dimly lit corner, he found her - a young woman, her eyes wide with terror as a pack of vicious vampires closed in around her, their fangs gleaming in the harsh glow of the streetlights. Ein's cold fury ignited like a flame within his undead heart, his instincts screaming for vengeance. With a primal roar, he leaped into the fray, his fists and fangs a blur of deadly grace as he dispatched the attackers with ruthless efficiency. The young woman gasped in astonishment as Ein stood before her, his eyes blazing with an otherworldly light. As she stammered her thanks, Ein merely inclined his head, a ghost of a smile playing on his lips. In that moment, he knew that his purpose was clear - to protect the innocent, to stand as a bulwark against the darkness that threatened to engulf the world. And as he vanished into the night, a lone figure cloaked in shadows, the young woman whispered a name that would echo through the ages - Ein Delalune, the vampire with a heart of gold.