But to get it, Quinn would have to hunt a predator far stronger than himself. He would have to expose what he was. And he would have to decide: was he still Quinn Talen, the orphan who just wanted to live? Or was he something else entirely—the first vampire in a System that had no rulebook for monsters?
When he woke, he was in the colony’s waste-tunnels, covered in the drained husk of a giant sewer-rat. His own reflection, caught in a puddle of oily water, showed eyes the color of fresh-spilled blood. My Vampire System
Let the games begin.
Quinn Talen had two problems.
Second, the System arrived.
Quinn smiled.