Daemont's Voyage, Beyond The Vampire Realm Long have Man ruled the earth, long hath us Vampires waited. Waiting for the dawn of the Vampires reign, the fall of Man. Paradox is the road we are dragooned to walk, hath we to be kept away from Man? Of late my clan longs for fresh blood, yet we are forbidden to drink the blood of Adam and Eve's heirs. Literally we are coming to end; figuratively Man has reached its end. Like some weak parasite, we have come to be. With Man against us growing ever more dominate, we are neither dead nor alive but it all seems like death to us. We hath walked the road of Paradox of long, our hearts have seemed to fails us. Lost is now is hope, faith and destiny, all that we had. I was born a Vampire; many Vampires were once mortal and choose to be a Vampire than death.. Why must mortals be so gullible? My kin considers me naïve; Vampires live for thousands of years. To your eyes I would be a sophisticated gentleman, but to my eyes you are nothing more than mortals. Vampires don't believe in second chances, to our kin first impressions are eternal. Juvenile I am to a Vampires eyes, for I am only two hundred years of age. I have closed my eyes laying down in the moonlight, wishing to become mortal. But I know no such thing shall happen, I'm forbidden from walking in the dwellings of Man. Us Vampires forever it seems must be alone, I sigh at the dim-witted rules. Enforced by the Committee of Vampires. The committee gives us Vampires our names, mine is Daemontlious. Others call me Daemont. I am by blood rights successor to the Devonïan (our clan ruler); I am third oldest son. The chosen one. Much is expected of me, I try not to disappoint. Nevertheless it can be hard, to keep up to what is inevitable. But I don't want to be the new ruler, alas I dare not tell my father. Sometimes I think father understands, yet other times not. I weep for the day the alliance of the Vampire clans, join together and over throw Man. There is no such thing as an acquaintance, with Man. Talk of Man-related things is forbidden and has a high penalty. I wish to shed the bloody blood, of which Man live on! Like parasites are how they should be, the age of Man's obliteration will be golden.