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"So, please tell me your name." "Dorian L. Gray." "Wait... Is that Dorian Gray from Oscar Wilde's novel?" "Yes, but in terms of family genealogy, that person is just my ancestor." "Well, for Wilde's damn sake, I'm going to give you another chance to come clean, Mr. Grey." At twelve o'clock at midnight, a deserted alley in New York. The NCPD officer took a deep breath, ignored the body bleeding white blood behind him, and steadily raised the muzzle of his gun. "-But before I decide to pull the trigger, I hope you won't insist that the person lying behind me is a vampire." "Vampire, if you are more accepting of this name... Calm down, I suggest you not waste bullets." In the darkness, L stared at the undead creature staggering up behind the police officer and said calmly. "Because the only thing my ancestors and I have in common is that neither of us will die." (The first volume has been completed, please feel free to consume it.)