But here is the truth the prologues never tell you:
You will make choices that echo through cracked marble halls and silent subway tunnels. You will share blood, share silence, share the terrible intimacy of watching someone you love unravel their own humanity. Bound by Night - A Visual Novel
Awakening on a rain-slicked rooftop with no memory of the last three nights, your reflection no longer follows your movements. A mark—delicate as filigree, deep as a vow—curls around your wrist. It hums when the sun bleeds into dusk. It burns when they are near. But here is the truth the prologues never
The curse is not the thirst.