V SLAYER/ Intro

Through the narrow night alleys, a charred silhouette dashed wildly, each of its steps directly influenced by its will, and now it stood at an impasse.

-Oh, damn!

Growled the creature spitefully. There was no time for contemplation, the sound of approaching footsteps echoed in the distance with each passing second.

-Away! Leave me in peace! Don't interfere! After all...

A sharp screech of a blade interrupted the speech, and in the moonlight, a woman in a coat and a blindfold appeared before the frightened creature.

-Your words mean nothing to me. I am here to rid this shell and the world of you, monster!

At last, the moonlight illuminated the outlines of the creature. A woman, but there was something unusual about her face. Not earthly, not angelic; rather, everything inside her blazed with infernal flames...

The creature made strange sounds, shifting from muttering to bloody coughing, preparing for the final battle.

-Foolish to defend to the last breath, but you, monster, are no exception.

With these cold words, the girl took her stance with a katana. But her position, seemingly for European swordsmanship, appeared unusual for a Japanese sword.

The creature howled.

-Oh, damn! Accursed murderers! How I hate you!

Then followed a mocking laughter.

-Tell me, samurai, what is your name? I want to know whose life quenches my thirst.

-My name is R. May the soul of the girl you defiled rest in peace.

With these words, the girl struck the monster on the head.

The cold night street seemed to bloom in a bloody rain under the moonlight.

The job was done.

The blade was sheathed in its native scabbard. In the mist of the dissipating creature's body, the girl with the katana vanished from the cold street. Only the sound of her heels remained to remind of the reality of what had transpired.

However, if I were to tell this story to someone else, no one would believe me anyway. After all, ever since the spirit of the vampire hunter possessed my body, I have been dealing with this almost every night...

But perhaps it's better if I start this story from the very beginning.
A story about how my life as a regular student drastically changed after an unfortunate incident at the metro station.