2025-10-29
•4 min read
Every 365 days, he descends from the mountains. He hates red. He hates noise. He hates fire. To the Nian, the Lunar New Year is not a celebration. It is a war.
In the mist of a Chinese village, a stiff corpse awakens. Follow the 'Hopping Vampire' as it seeks the breath of the living to feed its hunger.