imagine, Vampire the masquerade. Gehena has come, the
world has ended, the humans have been raptured and the vamps
are all but gone. the only remaining vamps are those who were
so deep in torpor they couldn't awaken. ancient beings buried
deep beneath the earth, never to awaken. alive, undead, but to
all honest points, gone.
on the surface, things move on. animals and nature take the
things we humans made as their own, and over centuries mice
slowly evolve to use some of the things we left behind. a
whole civilization of tiny mice basically equivalent to our
dark ages, using the tools they can, and developing more
things as they grow.
at some point, some few mice stumble into a deep cave system
below the earth, and find themselves face to face with an
ancient vampire in torpor. not knowing anything about it, they
do what mice do, and take a few bites.
their bodies convulse, twist, break and they die. to be reborn
as mouse vamps. finding themselves craving the blood of their
fellow mice, they go out into the world, emulating the past,
becoming much like the vampires humans faced in ages past.
eventually, their feasting gets carried away, the non vampiric
mice realize that something is wrong, and they react by
creating an inquisition to destroy the vampiric mice.
the vampiric mice band together, and realize they need to hide
their existence. disappear from the public eye. what they need
is a vampire. the mousequerade.
