Reincarnated As The Next Progenitor

This Cannot Be Real

This isn't true. I could not be desiring to feast on humans. Nope, not something I was thinking of. It definitely wasn't. That was what I attempted to convince myself of. 

However, I knew the reality. For some unknown reason, I wanted, truly wanted, to feast on those corpses. I didn't want their bodies, but something else. I wanted to drink their blood. I finally figured out what that sweet smell had been coming from. All this time, I was smelling blood. 

For some reason I found it appetizing. Now, I will say, never in my life had I ever wanted to consume blood. It was just a part of the body for me, at least up until now. I don't know what happened, but whatever it was, it made me want to consume blood. 

I felt thirsty as soon as I walked away from it. Go back, it urged me. Feast, fulfill your desires. I shook my head clear of these thoughts. Dang it, I was turning insane. The things life threw at me. If only I were dead, then I wouldn't be having these issues. 

I sighed. First, I wasn't killed by a murderer, something only I would be unhappy about. Then, instead of killing me, they stripped me nude, tossed me out into nature, and did something weird to my body. I wanted to drink blood.  That was not something I ever wanted to do before I came into contact with that devil. 

It was all her fault for not killing me. I cursed her silently. Thanks to her, this constant urge in the back of my head begged me to turn back- to drain each and everyone of those bodies of its blood. Not healthy thoughts. If I wasn't to die, then I at least didn't want to suffer this insanity. 

Fate really had it out for me, huh? Not sure what I did to get on her bad side, but she did everything she possibly could to prevent me from finding peace. From forcing me to come into existence, not allowing me to die, and making me suffer from not drinking blood. 

I mean blood! Who ever heard of a normal teenage girl wanting to drink blood for breakfast? Not me.

I wanted to forget all about my thoughts when I saw the bodies, but I couldn't. It was almost as if it was haunting me. The thirst increased as I walked farther away. I was going mad, absolutely mad. No one else was having the problems of my life, just me. 

Yippie, I'm sure everyone wants to be born as me, Trinity. I mean, my life is just the easiest joyride you'll ever find. I snorted at myself. As if. 

All of the sarcastic comments in my brain could only keep me distracted for so long. Without meaning to, I thought back to how delectable the blood earlier smelled.

I slapped myself. Snap out of it, Trinity! Ignore these lingering delusions. They will probably go away once you have some proper food. Proper, as in, gas station meals, but in that moment, they seemed like gourmet.

I walked as quickly as I could away from the scent that had messed with my brain. Why was my life so hard? Other peoples' struggles were about school work and such, but mine? They were about surviving and strange urges to drink blood! I swear, one of these days I was going to give Fate a piece of my mind. 

I wouldn't care if only she would kill me. Death was the only reprieve that I wanted. No easy life or reincarnation crap. I just wanted to die. 

My stomach continued to growl the entire time that I walked. I walked from around noon-the time I woke up- until dark without taking any breaks. Normally, this much walking would have me aching in pain, but I felt fine. What was with me today?

No food, and air. I only had half of the things I needed to survive. Yippie! Maybe I would go drink the blood, 'cause at the moment, it seemed like that was going to be the only thing to eat. Not the I wanted to drink blood, but as crazy as it seems, I would eat anything if it meant not starving.