I stood in the corner of the room. The light was bright enough I had to wear my special glasses that were shaped to wrap fully around my face so everything was in hues of red. The same color of my eyes. Sighing I played with a strain of my pinl hair breaking off any split ends as I saw them.
I hide these nights. I worried about anyone I bit being hurt but it was like a drug. A sick drug. One I had tried but failed to live without and kept failing. Should of taken any other path. My choice had been made out of fear. Total fear of the killing or harming me. The radio station that night that seemed years ago had made my choice for me. Die or Change. Being human was sure death unless you had power. Those aliens who called themselves vampires had seem powerful and strong and so I had followed them. Slightly.
Was all a mistake. Everything had been a mistake and now? Now I had no idea and my hope was dying every night.
I lifted my head as someone else walked in...
I hate what I've become (open)
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Setne D Priest (DELETED 2795)
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I hate what I've become (open)
Born on the Third Demon Day, with red eyes. He was named Setne and given to Set.
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Robert Pratt
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Re: I hate what I've become (open)
Robert had heard from Leyna that there was someone seeming to be cowering and hiding in 'The Hole', someone with pink hair she'd said. He had his suspicions as to who it was, so was heading over there to have a look to see. He'd been worried about the man who'd vanished on him as he'd barely seen or heard from him in months. He dropped down into the sewers and made his way through the tunnels, knowing the route with his eyes closed now. It wasn't long before he was squeezing through the crack in the wall and into the catacombs.
He dodged around the mooncalves and the zombies, trying hard not to be seen by them so that he didn't have to hurt them. He managed to make his way through the place unscathed, and it wasn't long before he was climbing up the old stone steps to the Mausoleum. A quick, hop step and a jump, and he found himself outside of 'The Hole', slowly opening the door and looking around inside.
"Setne?"
He called out, looking around some more.
"Setne are you here? Is it you? Are you well? I've been.... I've been worried. What's going on?"
He pushed through the door to the bedroom and saw the man in the corner, and Robert smiled in a friendly manner at him, waiting to see if he'd be invited in or if he'd get an answer or some recognition - anything.
He dodged around the mooncalves and the zombies, trying hard not to be seen by them so that he didn't have to hurt them. He managed to make his way through the place unscathed, and it wasn't long before he was climbing up the old stone steps to the Mausoleum. A quick, hop step and a jump, and he found himself outside of 'The Hole', slowly opening the door and looking around inside.
"Setne?"
He called out, looking around some more.
"Setne are you here? Is it you? Are you well? I've been.... I've been worried. What's going on?"
He pushed through the door to the bedroom and saw the man in the corner, and Robert smiled in a friendly manner at him, waiting to see if he'd be invited in or if he'd get an answer or some recognition - anything.
