Aswang

A shapeshifting predator of the twilight, a being that is human by day but transforms into a winged, blood-sucking horror when the sun dips below the horizon. They are the ultimate betrayers of the community, the neighbors who hide a terrifying hunger behind a friendly face and a quiet greeting. Is the stranger the one we should fear, or is the monster already sitting at our dinner table, waiting for us to close our eyes? They represent the visceral fear of the hidden predator and the fragility of the human form in the face of demonic hunger.