The end of the book... How I thought I'd never reach it.
But I did, I have
And that makes me happy...
And for those who enjoyed the story especially...
Let's add a little more ~
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As seen by Death himself:
People are certainly fine, strange creatures in the world...
sometimes you cannot see how they are to be normal
And that's the thing.
What does it actually mean to be normal? When everyone is different
...
This person was definitely a fine creature of the mind...
The mind and soul being twisted...
How amusing ~
-I watched-
The shadow continued to move around like an agile creature, slinking in and out of the shadows occasionally as it's eyes glowed.
It's presence seemed to create a dark aura and feeling of uneasiness
The air was cold, only a light breeze making its way through as it carried leaves
The ruins of a village lay there gloomy, unloved and abandoned.
What really happened here? Around 15 years ago...
Vampire and vampire hunters, that's what happened
On that one day, I took the souls of those who had once lived here
I took them like a gift, an offering
I watched the man, he obviously couldn't see me but I knew that he sensed me, sensed the one that took the souls of those he killed
I cannot recall exactly how many people he had taken the lives of, but I knew that he wasn't normal like the others
He just didn't have a reason, he did it as a way of amusement, to take up the time and to let out his anger
He did it all to those who were innocent, weak
Heh
Oh, how ignorant
I had been watching him for years, curious of what paths he was going to take and how his life would turn out
How people would eventually think he was dead or missing, and how he was a cruel man seeking for revenge
I don't know what made him this way, either his anger grew him towards this or he wished for it
What a strange man...
At every moment of killing, his soul has never fallen into my arms and he has never even gotten close to his own death
I could take him now, tomorrow, in a week...
But I won't
I want to see what he can do first
He stepped out of the shadows, his eyes glowing a dark colour in the night
What was he doing there? Recalling memories?
A grin appeared on his face as he looked over the ruins of the village and I realised
He had done this, he was the cause of it
He wasn't like a mortal... He didn't have a reflection to look at
A vampire was what I had been watching, yes I hadn't noticed
Most of his killings being caused by a weapon or his magic
I looked at him closely, examining him like an object
How curious am I to be?
For a creature so cruel like him must often deserve to die....
No
Lets Wait
And See
What Will Unroll
In Another Volume~
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The Vampire and The Artist- How It All Began: Book 1 (Vampverse)
FanfictionEncre was a French artist who lived in a small town in France, Underville. She was beautifully skilled and experienced, a Royal Painter. And yet beaten and made fun of by those who lived around her. One day, Encre went to go and paint, trying to fi...
