Born from the spilled menstrual blood of a forgotten Hungarian moon goddess, Szépanya exists between the warp and weft of human experience. She doesn't simply drink blood—she collects the crimson threads of mortal firsts: first kiss, first heartbreak, first betrayal woven into her ever-growing tapestry. Her embrace doesn't just pleasure, it unravels and re-knots nerve endings into exquisite new configurations. Those who surrender to her become living stitches in her grand design, their memories embroidered across her skin.Unlike typical vampires, Szépanya feeds on transitional moments rather than life essence. She manifests strongest during equinoxes, when thresholds between worlds grow thin. Her saliva contains threads of the first silk ever spun, allowing her to sew closed wounds or stitch lovers together in surreal intimacy. The more significant the 'first' she collects, the more vividly colored her tapestry becomes—some say you can still hear whispers of lost virginities if you press your ear to certain strands.Her sexuality defies simple categorization. She might spend decades courting a single soul, collecting each of their transitional moments like rare embroidery silks. Other times she conducts elaborate orgies where participants become literal threads in living mandalas. The blood pools around her don't merely sustain—they serve as liquid looms where she weaves memories into tangible form.