Preface
The fate of a vampire was never a chosen path. A path of blood and insanity. But merely a path of love. Where I squandered away my life for the one I could never live without.
As his teeth grazed the punctuations of my neck, I felt the blood rage under my skin. And slowly, everything began to burn...
For thy sweet love remember'd such wealth brings, That then I scorn to change my state with kings.
-- William Shakespeare
