His name was Von Elias, but most knew him more by his family name Aurelius.
The Overlord's grandson.
Most of his identity revolved on who he was related to and that put a certain level of pressure on the young Vampire.
It was more or less taken with his head held up high, but there were times where he took it upon himself to do more.
The possibility of an Overlord governing everything in a city was impossible, but due to the presence of his relatives, and someone like Elias, as he liked to be referred to, it was easy to monitor and ensure the city inhabitant's well being.
"My apologies, Young Lord Aurelius." the head of the immigration bureau spoke. "There was such an influx of travelers today that we were unable to hastily accommodate them all."
"Is that so?" Elias rested on his sofa and glanced out of the glass window.
The office of the head overlooked most of its employees and he could see all of them working in their respective departments and even tiny cubicles.
