A Thousand Years

612 BC The enemy cavalry had reached the city gates. The sounds of battle and screams, the flashes of blades and bloodshed, filled the air with the stench of blood. This was already a dead city. We were backed into a corner, and all that remained was destruction. A magnificent palace, with heaps of gold, silver, and jewels piled inside this accursed house of luxury. The flames had already begun to spread. Black smoke and blazing tongues of fire surged toward us... In the searing glow of the flames, you and I saw destruction reflected in each other's eyes. My king, when the fire consumed this splendid palace, you and I walked hand in hand toward death... This was the last thing I could do for you... burn with you... amid the splendor of days gone by... Two thousand six hundred years later Los Angeles, USA Two Thousand Years of Vampire Passion At a lavish cocktail party, Qin Yisi took a sip of the cocktail in his hand. Among the crowd mingling over drinks, he saw someone. The pale, slender man stood quietly, wearing an elegant, faint smile. He was so dazzling, so exceptional, as if a hazy halo surrounded him. In that instant, Qin Yisi felt an urge to burst into tears. As if he had been waiting for this moment for thousands of years...