Plot Progression: 17%
I didn't know where I was.
I didn't even know who I was supposed to be.
Rank-S worlds—apparently—didn't bother giving you proper introductions.
The System only flashed a single miserable progress bar at me:
Plot Progress: 17%. Incomplete.
Identity: Selene Ashsnow.
Current Role: Human tribute.
Current Location: Vampire Empire — Blood Cells.
Blood cells.
Not the biological kind.
The "human cattle storage room" kind.
Awesome.
A+ start to my vampire adventure.
I slowly sat up, head pounding as if someone had reset my entire existence with a hammer. Around me, iron bars glistened with frost, chains clinked with every shiver, and the smell of fear mixed with old blood hung thick in the air.
There were other women.
Huddled. Shaking.
Each one pale—not from beauty, but from starvation and terror.
At least I wasn't alone.
Great. Group suffering.
