IV. Knowledge

He had learned so much over the years. Each generation brought a new form of knowledge to him, and he welcomed it with open arms. He traveled the world, finding knowledge where he could, and soon he had a career picked out for himself: medicine.

It was almost as though he were still human.

Almost.

He was trapped to the night, always. He had to endure the temptation of the blood, the scent of those fragile humans. And he had to move when his appearance began to conflict with the age he claimed he was.

But it was worth it. It would always be worth it. Saving lives instead of taking them, drinking from animals instead of humans, his philosophies and way of life led him back to the God of his father. And it was always worth it.