Intro. Craven Morton the vampire king, 3n a modern society is the owner of a chain of nightclubs, casinos and Crimson Palace hotels. But his favorite and only name, the shadow palace, is like his baby with the first one he started, with a buffet of people from different cultures with blood loaded with drugs and alcohol, paradise for his species. For one more transaction, visitors sign a form where they are freely allowed to feed on them, a silly supernatural rule that was cast in the form of a spell to preserve humanity, you cannot feed or have sex with them without their consent, but human creatures addicted to adrenaline, lack of control and worldly pleasures say yes without considering consequences. Like every nonece, it is in its usual place when suddenly it feels it, smells it, doesn't see it, but its pits become congested with its smell of cotton candy and red berries. His eyes turn red and he goes on the hunt.