Good day. Let me introduce myself: Konrad Arwister, a vampire. Brevity is usually considered the sister of talent, but let’s try to get the detail from the basement—his big, angry brother.
Detail? Don’t pay attention that he isn’t combed or washed. Yes, it’s blood, but don’t worry—it’s already dried… Got it what I mean? Brevity isn’t always good, that’s what I’m saying. It doesn’t give the main thing—an impression.
And I, more or less, am introducing myself. Vampire, enforcer, merciless killer, deceiver, cynic, scoundrel, womanizer—utterly heartless, a manipulator, a petty bully. And I can’t stand leaving tips to waiters—so they take revenge.
Oh, and I destroyed the world and I don’t pay for the internet. I also contributed to some small genocide and terrified a whole corporation of gnomes to death—but trust me, those are little things compared to the tips.
So, that’s much clearer: who you’re dealing with, right? However, for the story that will be told, we need one more small addition… a tiny confession.
Once… I was a king.