Erasing my memories

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(Y/n) pov
I ran away from the Kuran mansion. They've probably read my letter already. I whispered "Where should I live?" Then a man came and said "Are you lost little girl?" I knew that he was a level E. I backed away from the man and said "Yes, but I don't need your help, for I'm a Kuran, but what do you want from me level E?" The man said "I want your blood." Then, it ran at me, I'm just a little girl, but I know how to fight. I back flipped and punched he man in the stomach. My luggage flew and landed on the floor. Once I killed the man,I'm saw his wallet. So I took it and the man turned to dust. I said "I can use the money to get a home and food." I put the wallet in my luggage as I set my journey to buy a house and a home.

When I got to the house. I unpacked everything, sat on the bed and bit my wrist. Then, I sucked nearly all my blood, then that's when I became dizzy since I was erasing my memories. I fell backwards, into a slumber....well, only a 3 hours sleep, and when I wake up, I won't remember anything and I'll be human. I felt my fangs dig inside my gums. I felt hot, my temperature became high as my blood was flowing fast through me. I then blacked out.

~2 hours later. your now human, no longer a pureblood~
I woke up in a bed...in a strange house. What am I doing here? I stand up, I see that I'm wearing clothes and a bed with other furnitures. I whispered "I...don't remember anything, who am I, where am I? I guess this is my house." I see a picture of me, alone, but sad. I wore a pink dress with pigtails tied with pink ribbons, I had a few bruises and I was sitting on top of a tree. On top of the picture it said (Y/n). I said "I guess my name is (Y/n). Maybe this house can give me a few clues. But why don't I have a surname, I'll give myself a surname...... I know, Rosy, (Y/n) Rosy, I like that name." I walked out of the room and searched the house. When I looked at a album, I saw me and a boy, much older than me, the boy had brown eyes and hair. I whispered "Who is this person. I guess I live alone, ok." I started planning on what school I go to since I'm just 5 years old. I'm starting a new life... But, that boy, when I saw his picture, I felt love, and hatred, why?

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