We were cursed by the Blood Moon Primordial, an ancient celestial entity that sought to punish humanity's hubris. The first vampires emerged during the Eclipse of Sorrows, when the moon wept crimson tears upon the unworthy.

Our curse is both a punishment and a gift - eternal life at the cost of eternal thirst. We walk the night as reminders of the Primordial's wrath and the price of defying cosmic balance.

"The Primordial still watches through the blood moon. Its hunger sustains us."

Power flows with age. The eldest among us command blood magic that could reshape cities, while neonates struggle to control their primal thirst.

• Elders (500+ years): Masters of bloodcraft, mind control, and shadow manipulation
• Ancillae (100-500 years): Disciplined hunters with refined abilities
• Neonates (0-100 years): Powerful but impulsive, often overwhelmed by the Beast

"An elder can hear a mortal's heartbeat from a mile away. Their whispers can shatter minds."

• Duskborn: Rebel anarchs who reject ancient traditions. They embrace modernity and mortal technology, seeing it as a path to liberation from the old ways.
• Vein Lords: Aristocrats of the night who maintain ancient hierarchies. They dwell in opulent estates and view mortals as cattle to be managed.
• Hollowgullets: Cursed with sun-resistance but sterile bloodlines. They wander as nomads, unable to create progeny but gifted with walking at twilight.

"The Hollowgullets carry the original curse - forever alone, forever wandering."

All gifts come with costs. Our eternal existence is balanced by vulnerabilities:

• Silver: Burns our flesh and weakens our powers
• Sunlight (except Hollowgullets): Scorches our immortal forms
• Broken Oaths: Violating sworn promises causes spiritual decay
• The Thirst: Our eternal hunger that can drive us to madness

"The Thirst is not merely for blood, but for the soul's warmth we can never feel again."