Rhyno, an ancient vampire, was once a proud predator. He roamed the nights in silence, ruthlessly hunting and quenching his eternal thirst. But something strange began to happen. With every drop of blood he consumed, it was as if a window into his victim’s memories opened. He saw flashes of love, hatred, joy, and fear, as though he had lived those lives himself.
The first time it happened, he was stunned. The memories of a young girl mourning her brother’s death haunted him for days. Rhyno couldn’t shake the images. He wasn’t just drinking blood anymore—he was absorbing their souls.
As months passed, he became more entangled in these stolen lives. He no longer knew which memories were his own and which belonged to his victims. Was he the child torn from his mother? Or the young man who betrayed his lover? With every sip, he lost more of himself.
Desperate to escape his identity crisis, Rhyno stopped hunting. But the thirst for blood eventually drove him back into the shadows. This time, his victim was a woman who had spent her life consumed by guilt, unable to forgive herself. Her memories brought Rhyno to his knees. Her voice echoed in his mind:
“Can I ever accept my past?”
The question reflected back to him like a mirror: “Can I accept myself?”
In that moment, Rhyno understood the truth. He wasn’t just a predator anymore. He had become a mirror—a vessel that could reveal the hidden truths of those he encountered. With this revelation, he chose to use his ability not to hunt, but to help.
Rhyno began approaching his victims, not to feed on their blood, but to give them a part of themselves back. He delved into their eyes and showed them their true selves, guiding them to confront their pasts.
No longer was Rhyno searching for his own identity, nor were his victims running from theirs. He was no longer just a vampire. He was a mirror—a crimson mirror reflecting the truth.
