Blood, blood, blood.
Ever since I was a child, I dreamt of blood. I don't know what's the meaning of it yet, but not until now.
Remembering my old self, I laugh. I never imagine myself being in this kind of situation, wherein blood is what matters the most.
Looking at my vague reflection in an old mirror of our house, my real home, I cannot see anymore the seventeen-year old guy that has totally no care to the world. I am now that guy who worries every single decision he makes, because he might suffer deadly consequences with just one wrong move . This tall young handsome guy infront of me is now craving for blood. This is the only proof that I've changed. I have already transformed into the real me. After seventeen years, the monster inside me had already awaken.
I can't stop it anymore and I think that's a very good thing. If these new powers and abilities I obtain can make me kill them, I will do everything, with my potential and skills, to make that happen. I will never forget what they had done. I will make them pay for it.
Lies, imprisoned in reality.
I live my life full of lies.
Even the one I trusted the most didn't fail to make me blind.
You better be ready, 'cause I, Draven Cian Grayson, will turn your sweet dreams into a bloody nightmare.
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Blood Heir
VampireHe can't escape to his fate. But this would be his strength to conquer his isolation.
