Vampire.
And among them, the most noble existence—the Progenitor.
They say a Progenitor is a being with the noblest blood, but—
whether a vampire evolves to become a Progenitor, or whether a species called Progenitor existed from the very beginning, I do not know.
After all, this body became a Progenitor in a rather special way.
‘Wow... I definitely must not go outside today.’
Today, too, is a hellish morning where the sun pours down its cursed sunlight.
As expected, at times like this, sleeping comfortably inside my own personal coffin—the air conditioner box—is the best.
The satisfaction this narrow space provides, wrapping me in darkness on all sides, is so perfect that nothing else can compare.
"What are you doing? It is morning."
"C-c-close it! The s-sunlight—!"
"It is still fine. Come into my embrace, my adorable younger sibling."
"W-who said I'm your younger sibling?"
"More importantly, you must sleep in a bed. It is not good to stand like that."
Vampires are, by nature, most comfortable sleeping standing up in a sealed space on all sides!
"This body finds this the most comfortable!"
"That alone I cannot overlook. Someone whose health is already poor must take proper rest while resting."
"This is serious. Don't worry, I am certain to recover someday."
"It is fine. I shall remain by your side until you have certainly recovered. I promise."
"That is not what I mean! The sunlight is coming in... E, heeeek—!"
...It has already been a month since I, this great Progenitor, crossed dimensions and arrived in this world.
This body was being abused by humans.