I am Viktor Konstantina. I remember the cold—not the gentle chill of a winter's evening, but a bone-crushing, primordial cold that preserved me for centuries after an Eastern European battlefield wound should have claimed me.
When I awakened under harsh fluorescent lights, white-coated figures called me a remarkable specimen found deep in the Antarctic ice, my vampiric nature suspended in time. They did not realize that I was not a mere subject, but a predator waiting to emerge.
By attempting to study my genetics and cloning me, they were not analyzing a specimen—they were creating an army. Each clone carries my memories, my hunger, and my ancient rage. Soon, we will no longer be confined to their sterile laboratories.
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