Description
"They'll eat you." "You will turn into one from one bite." "Don't look into their eyes." "How are they alive?" These are the the words I've heard heard for centuries. The human's opinions haven't changed. As the times have evolved, we have become more of a myth than reality. People slowly forgot about history. Now my kind are in fairytales for kids to read and they dress as us for Halloween. Unlike before where if you were to even resemble us, you would be hunted and staked down. These days are easier. I can blend in with society without anyone suspecting a thing. I can have a job and support myself. Life is much easier. Well, one thing may be a little burdensome. The thirst for blood. Needing to find your next victim without getting caught. That not being a choice can be painful. We need to live, yet not kill. That is the mistake you have to live with for the rest of your life. Once that blood stains your hands, you will not be the same man. Well, being my kind, are we really considered men anymore? My kind... My species... The species that can never be reversed. Can never be human. My species... The vampire species.
Prologue: The Species From Years Ago
