text: You turn, walking towards the door. Last you remember, Alexa was inhabiting...
  
  
  "Hmm..." Alexa says, as you spin around to see her form from the shadows.
  
  
  Alexa walks forward, kneeling down to stare at the pile of ash. She gently picks some up with her finger, before blowing the dust away.
  
  
  "Good riddance," she smiles, showing her long fangs.
  
  
  Alexa stands, walking towards. You dive for the sword, grabbing it with your hand and holding it up, snarling.
  
  
  "Stay back," you snarl.
  
  
  Alexa moves forward, stopping in front of you just out of the reach of your sword.
  
  
  "You've proven yourself to me. You've shown that you truly deserve this gift I offer."
  
  
  "Gift?" you ask.
  
  
  "I offer you a chance to join me. We are immortal, we are powerful and we are predators. If you are willing, you can join me as a vampire, and we can take the places that Mihrab and Grey once occupied." 
  
  
  "You want me to join you as a vampire? Why?" you ask.
  
  
  "Together, we can rule. I... miss the joys of mortal life. I miss having friends, having allies, having lovers. With you at my side, as equals, we can live forever, survive anything, and be the perfect allies."
  
  
  Alexa steps forward, smiling  at you.
  
  
  "So?" she smiles.
  > You decline
  "No," you say.
  
  
  "No?" Alexa asks, frowning. "Shame. i thought you had potential."
  
  
  Alexa puts her hand in her cloak to draw something, and you raise your sword with a snarl. She smiles, slowly opening her cloak to reveal a small flask, which she uncaps and puts to her lips, drinking.
  
  
  "I was really hoping to taste your blood... and for you to taste mine. Sadly, I shan't."
  
  
  Alexa leans against the shadowy corner of the wall, staring at you as the shadows begin to absorb her essence.
  
  
  "Good luck, ghoul. Hopefully, we'll both stay out of each others way in the future, shall we?"
  
  
  With that, Alexa disappears from the room and from your life. You fall to your knees, tossing the sword aside as you breath out a sigh of relief. You take a deep breath, before grabbing your rifle from the ground and standing. You hear a howl from outside, leaning up against the wall and creeping along before you stare out the window. You see in the distance the sun beginning to rise. The werewolves begin howl, fleeing off towards the woods, not wanting to be caught around him when the transformation ends. You wait, watching as even the Alpha flees desperately away. You wait until the sun's light actually begins to shine on the courtyard, before walking out into the courtyard. You look up at the sun, feeling its warmth on your face, before you realize how absolutely exhausted you are. You collapse on the ground, staring up at the sky and feeling the warmth of the sun on your face.
  > You continue
   
  
  Royalty
  
  
  You stand on the castle wall, staring out at the trees. A half a dozen guards patrol the walls, watching out for any potential werewolves. The purges you've organized of the forests have been effective, but you're still alive. Due to the loss of any significant supernatural power, you've need to replenish your power by recruitment. You've recruited Lucas, Mikhail and Haygarth, all of whom managed to survive the night through their coach escape, although Dasha thoroughly and aggressively refused to come anywhere near the castle. You recruited a few more men from the villages, and quickly regained the control that was lost with the death of Count Grey. Through hard-work and a treaty with King Ferdinand, you've managed to become the new Count of the region. The peasants continue to pay tax to you, although you've negated the need for any of them to die to feed you. You've created a nice little situation for yourself here.
  
  
  Count Samuel. You never thought you'd see the day. Yes, it's a new dawn. The world is changing. The myths and legends of the past are being dispelled. Now, you're the future.