I am a ghost, a phantom, I was never here, just as they never lived. I am the Reaper, the lonely reaper who claims the lives of innocents in the night, draining them of their lives either by fang or blade. Red… The symbolism of passion… But for me? All the color spells is death. Death: the appropriate title for a being such as I…

As a black blooded vampyre, I stand for something… Or, I believed that once. Vampyric royalty, a laughable excuse to reign over someone who is weaker than you. I am a mercenary, a mercenary with a high price because my mortality rate is much lower than that of a blue-blood or a common vampire. Stakes? They tried it. Silver? I have the t-shirt. Truth is… I've been alive for so long that… I sometimes think my self indestructible, though the enviability of death haunts every life force… Even myself, the man they call, "Silent Death."

Somewhere over 2,000 years ago, I was born into the world, if there's a God… He turned away that day. The joke is, that dealing with me is harder than dealing with the Devil himself… Needless to say, my house has come to call me simply that… The Devil.

But, can a mere mortal ever call themselves the Devil, although, by definition I am immortal, as I stopped aging at the age of twenty something. The Devil is a title, not a name. My name, is Caspian Talonire Delacroix. I am many things, a brother, a lover, a fighter… a mercenary. I am ninjutsu trained, as well as many other defensive and offensive battle skills. I prefer daggers, as they are silent and quick. However. On the day of my initiation in to The Order, I was given a greatsword, by the name of Solstice.

…But, above all things… I am a murder. They claim its for the greater good. They claim in order to preserve peace, that chaos needed to be unleashed. In order to contact The Order one must offer something in return… I could tell you how to contact group of murderous smiles, but I'll spare you. Then, when a Contractor, or a mercenary, has chosen your case they will come to you. But, you pay a heavy price, A Contractor has already been provided with funds for even accepting the case… You give them something they want… Something only you can give.

But enough about that… You're here to learn… We'll talk about me later...

The nasty rumor of vampyres and vampires… A horrible confusion. Vampyres are beings that feast upon the living through their life force or essence… But normally, souls are used as both currency and food. Where as Vampires, vile creatures as they are, can take just about anything as sustenance. Blood for example, raw flesh as another.

Inherently, the order of vampyrism ranks as such, first you have your Queens. The true leader of the Houses, or Hearts, as some have adapted to calling them. Ours is Yuki, she's kind, she sees the world as a whole, not for the fractured pieces it is. Queens are the overall rulers, they set the laws and rules upon their new rein with the aid of the royal family. They enforce justice, peace and order.

Then, you have your Black Bloods, should the Queen perish it is the duty of the ruling family to preserve her rule, until the next Queen is born. Black Bloods are of royal descent, no ifs, ands or buts. Each ruling family has counterparts… Or, as humans have taken to calling them… Twins. My family in particular is made up of sixteen total. That meaning eight sets of twins. They are the Queen's enforcers, her "muscle", so to speak.

Then, following the Black Bloods, are the Blues as we call them, but they're Blue Bloods, they're simply vampyres that are born of noble standings or vampires that have been turned by a Black Blood. Their duty is the keep the Black Bloods involvement to a minimum.

Then the rest… It hardly matters… They're hardly worth speaking of… But, due to the natures of this exploratory chapter of the world you are entering…

The Red Bloods, they're born vampyres. You can't make a Red Blood, they are of common birth. A dime a dozen as my brother Markus often jokes. They are the common folk of our realm, simple citizens by trade… But, the backbone of any great Vampyric civilization. Without numbers what good are you.

Then… Them… Ghouls as we call them, simple minded Vampires that are made. Mostly outcasted from civilizations. They generally wander towards human society and bring about misrepresentation of our species as a whole. Loathed by most, and hardly ever pitied… Though… It's not like they chose to be the way they are… Maybe, they're just hungry… Or stupid… I rather to think the latter. Few ever earn their keep and are able to be sustainable, contributing members to a civilization.

There are rules to a civilization, never question the Queen or the royal family, could end in your demise… You know… Let's just assume everything gets you killed, as there are no prisons to maintain. You become fodder for the masses. Let's assume you have half a brain, obvious crimes such as murder, being a thief, treason… Use your head, don't be stupid and you won't be anyone else's lunch.

A natural order is preserved, but none are above the Queen's law. If a Black Blood commits a crime… Guess your household just got a little smaller. I suppose no one would question the Queen in the event she did any wrong anyway…

Queens… Ah, Yes, they are not chosen by birthrights. A Queen can ascend from being a simple Red Blood. Generally within thirteen years of the previous Queen's demise. When a Queen is born three red rings will circle the moon. I've yet to see this as Yuki has always been our Queen.

Unlike in human societies, gender and color are not recognized, merely traits. Most of anything is but that, a simple trait to distinguish one from another. Hair color, race, gender, sexuality and age are all just tools of recognizability, of the individual, not a group. None are judged, as no one but the Queen and the royal family have the right to judge. The only judgements there are to be passed are, guilty or innocent. No in betweens. You're either crazy or sane, right or wrong, guilty or innocent, no one has the time or tolerance for grey areas in our justice system. Sounds harsh. But let's compare crime rates… Shall we?

As a whole humans fear us, admire us or seek after us… We prefer the first, reclusive by nature. Some even seek after us, because they fear us. Irrational creatures humans are. They're easy enough to be rid of, using Hollywood has become a useful tool of skewing the truth.

So. Basics of what you actually needed to know, Vampyres are born. Vampires are created. Big difference. Don't fuck with the Queen or her royal family. Don't be dumb. We are a civilization… Not a colony. Not a society. We only judge one another by blood. Because… Ours isn't the same color…

One more thing, Keep your fingers to yourself… You're liable to lose them.