warning: this oneshot talks about demons and vampires as well as touches on religion a bit. it's all fiction, but if it makes you uncomfortable please click off.
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Memphis 45 5'6 Non-Binary He/Him/They Vampire
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Wolf 1000+ 6'1 Man (Or whatever form he's chosen that moment) He/Him (Currently) Demon Fallen Angel God Of Calamity (former)
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ACT ONE: Pi'erre
1986, New York, NY
• M E M P H I S •
I want to die.
And yet I can't.
It doesn't matter how many times I take a blade and glide it across my flesh and watch the crimson stream fall from the wound, then watch the stream eventually turn into a waterfall, soon after, my body feels heavy, and I suffer an extreme hunger pain.
Pains that feel like you're dying.
I don't die though.
It doesn't matter what I do.
I've driven off cliffs, overdosed, lit myself on fire...
Sometimes I would even drive to our favorite place which was the beach.
I'd swim during the night. The ocean turns from something beautiful and blue to a big mass of darkness that can easily swallow you whole.
Swimming out to the middle of the ocean, floating on my back, eventually letting my head fall beneath the water, eventually, slowly, the rest of my body would sink too.
My lungs would be filled with the sacred liquid of life until I couldn't breathe.
The water would weigh my body down, and after a while, I would've been dead.
