Amidst the foulness he stood, arms wrapped around a young man. His back was facing me while I watched him a feast. Back then I did not know what he was doing, but as a human, I had been drawn to such chaos. Well, I myself would not call the death of a mortal chaos but primal instinct told me otherwise. That is when I have uncovered the ghastly truth of how he survived the disease which struck and killed hundreds, if not thousands. He realized I was watching him when his head jerked up, blood seeping into a crimson pool beneath them both. That gorgeous face, which beguiled any woman who gazed upon it, turned ghastly. In its place was a pair of wicked eyes made worse by the fangs of a putrid yellow, jagged like the shiv of a crazed convict. Blood was smeared across his lips, chin, and cheeks. and I soon realized I was staring at the face of a corpse. ----------------------- Have you wondered about the life of vampires? The real vampires of course, outside of current modern fiction such as Twilight and The Vampire Diaries, which are ruled by the glamour of being a vampire. Well This story isn't the case. As titled, this memoir follows the hardship of vampirism, the horror, the disgustingness, and the hard truth of being truly undead. But there is also erotica, healing, loss and redemption within the life of a real vampire.
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