Mortal fools. Dancing and rejoicing, trying to live their life as if they have no troubles at all. Just another burden of being a human. Oh, how I crave to sink my fangs into their flesh. To get the taste of human blood to implode in my mouth again, I would do anything.
The cold night breeze blew against my cold, undead, skin, and with it, it carried the scent of the nearby humans' blood. My mouth watered, as I longed to just dive in there and suck the living life out of them.
To my remorse, my memory took me back to the days when I was actually still alive. Back when I was still human. I fell on my knees, shaking. Clutching my head in my hands, just as everytime this happens.
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"Eryk, you love me, do you not?" Her soft velvety voice asked me. I couldn't help but manage a single nod. She flashed me that smile of hers, traced her lips down my neck, and sent shivers down my spine.
Next thing I knew, there was a short pang of pain coming from the side of my neck, as my eyelids started to feel heavy. They drooped down, until the darkness had engulfed me, just like how the curtain falls everytime a show ends. And that was how my mortal life ended. Her "kiss" had left me trapped into this new world of mine. This dark and confusing world. Oh, Viola....I feel so alone in this world. Why did you leave me?
I stood up and recomposed myself, only to see that the humans had gone. Curses....I had let them go again. Another meal wasted. I glowered. Among the years that I had lived like this, I have slaughtered many humans by my own hands. A high enough number of them that by now, my conscience does not bother me any longer. It is not wrong, it is not right; it is simply all a matter of survival now.