The scene opens showing a large house in the countryside. It's dark outside, however the moon is high and the sky is clear so the stars and moon light up the manor. We head inside with an open window, the moon shining through onto the pale, gaunt features of Vampyro LeMures. He has a glass in one hand with what appears to be wine, he swirls it in his hand before setting it down. The house appears to be empty, there is no big light, no lamps, simply candle sticks on the floor. Vampyro sits in a rather large armchair and looks out to the darkened wall with a sense of melancholy written on his face.
Vampyro LeMures: Once... once I was a very rich, affluent individual... well, to be fair I still hold some great wealth, but once I was rich also with human interaction, love, friends and excitement. Once I had a spouse, once I held parties, once my life was filled with joy, happiness and delight. All that... much like my inner happiness... is gone. I am now left here alone, alone with my wealth, alone with my feelings of hurt... of loss... alone with the stench of my defeat to society. Once... once I was high society... I was the party host... I had parties so grand that they would put anyone's to shame... once I had artists, scholars, musicians, thinkers and poets around to my estate simply to entertain me, well entertain me they never will again it seems as I am left with the knowledge that the world will never smile with innocent eyes on my lifestyle... on my being ever again. And who do I blame... I blame you.
Vampyro turns to face the camera, he takes a rather large sip from the glass, he places it back down onto the small table beside him.
I blame you world. You have driven me to become a recluse... hidden from the world, hiding who I really am. I have been forced by the human race's superstitions and pre-conceived notions of my kind's being. I was once the party host, I was once a laudish, probably foolish young man who had every woman he wanted, I had any drink I wanted, I had absolutely anything at all that I wanted until all of you out there... yes, all of you, refused to let me live my life the way I always had. And as such I now live in the shadows. As such I now live where the only light that can shine on me is the moonlight that blesses me with it's cold, white light. A light that would once signal the beginning of the festivities... but now it represents nothing but emptiness... oh, how I long for the sun. Oh how I long for the burning, searing sun... but I know that I cannot be seen in sunlight... I know that all of you don't want to see me in sunlight.
Vampyro laughs to himself, he finishes his wine before throwing the glass off of the window, the gust caused by the thrown glass puts out the candles on the floor, but the blackness is soon broken by Vampyro holding a single candle in his hand, he has a wide grin on his face, his fangs clearly visible against the pale skin that surrounds it.
NOT ANY MORE. Not any more will I live in the shadows, not any more will I languish without any thrills. I am the vampire. I am the blood prince, and you will not take away my fun. That is why I now will raise from my metaphorical crypt... I will make my way to the arena once more only this time, I will do it with nothing but success in my mind. I tried to live by all of your rules... I really did, I hid my true being, I hid away from the scornful looks I received, but no more. I was born to be the performer, and no matter the audience, I will put on a show none of you will ever forget. A drama... a tragedy... for any one who steps into my canvas with me will surely bleed... will surely feel the sadness that has overwhelmed me for so many years. Finally it will be released. Finally the world will be admitted to my world... my realm and I can assure you no one will ever live to see the day I retreat again. I will live in light, for in darkness I am weak, I am sad... in sunlight?, I will be open, I will be free.. able to do what I want to do... and what I want, is blood. And I will have, what I want.
Vampyro gives one last smile before putting the light out with his thumb.
I will not... and cannot be stopped...
