Sheng Tumı is a little vampire. Unlike the powerful vampires of his kind, he was born frail and sensitive, and afraid of the light.
The other vampires in his clan didn't like him. They seemed to belong to a different world from him. But the priest was different. Sheng Tumı liked him very much.
The priest treated him like a real older brother would, keeping him by his side from childhood and never leaving him alone for a moment.
On his birthday, he happily went to find the priest, only to hear him discussing with the other royal vampires in the clan
how to kill him.
Or rather, how to please the Vampire King.
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Sheng Tumı ran away with a map of the castle he'd stolen. He was going to find a demon.
Legend had it that if you made a wish to a demon, it would grant your every desire. But to bargain with one, you had to offer a sacrifice that pleased it.
Sheng Tumı found the ominous castle from the stories.
The castle was huge, and he kept getting lost. There was no one around, and bats would occasionally swoop down to scare him. He was a coward, and nearly left several times.
But then he remembered what the priest had said:
"He'll be made into a sacrifice to please our king."
Rather than become a sacrifice against his will, he would seek protection of his own accord.
Sheng Tumı reached the deepest part of the castle. Before him stood an ancient and imposing demon coffin.
A crow suddenly flew over and pecked his fingertip, breaking the skin.
A bright red bead of blood fell, and the ancient coffin suddenly stirred.
Before he could figure out what was happening, a huge hand lifted him into the air. He hung suspended, almost nose to nose and eye to eye with the handsome man before him.
A pair of hard, goat-like horns grew from the man's head. His eyes were crimson, his upper body bare, and his skin a lifeless gray-white, covered in dark blue-black markings.
He was the demon.
An ordinary person would have fled in terror at the sight of him.
But Sheng Tumı, with death closing in around him, felt no fear. He asked the demon to grant his wish.
The demon was intrigued, his gaze carefully tracing the little lamb who had come to him of his own accord, so ignorant of his own limits.
"Oh?" The demon drawled, his voice amused. "Then what can you offer me as a sacrifice that will satisfy me?"
Sheng Tumı gritted his teeth. "I... I'll do anything for you, as long as you grant my wish."
It was as if he'd heard an incredibly amusing joke.
The demon chuckled softly and slowly stroked the boy's finger, still beaded with blood, with a slender fingertip. "I have a better idea... Why don't you pay me back with yourself?"
Sheng Tumı froze, then firmly gave himself to the demon.
Young souls are always so generous, promising everything with ease, never realizing that a greedy demon wants far more than a little.
He would give him the best protection.
But
he wanted all of him: his body, his heart, and even his soul, inside and out.
1. A big size difference
2. Tumı is very timid at first, but grows over time
3. I'll add more if I think of anything
When you want something, the whole world will help you make it come true.
I finally managed to write the blurb.
Blurb written on August 20, 2025
Theme: Following the path of fate
