Blood Butterflies

Blood Butterflies

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"But he is our son!!!! ." She shouted, her eyes were red laden with tears. All she wanted was her son to be left alive. "No he must die, he is the only living, breathing proof that a Methuzila as myself had stooped so low as to produce a child with a human female, just to stay alive. He must die and you should run away before I kill you too." His eyes were glowing embers, face hidden in darkness casted by the clouds hiding the rays of moon on a distant monotone night. She was on her knees begging to let her son live, she was ready to die herself, to be the sacrifice for the ceremony. But her pleads weren't worth a shit to him. He was a Vampire. A being superior from humans and he had done the greatest sin of his life for which he had to repine. Killing them was the only option. Although he couldn't bring himself to kill her. But things were different for this child. The aura this boy emitted was different. It seemed to repel all of his powers. He could be a potential threat to all Vampire Race. So he must be destroyed while he was still young. But what Lord Dracula never knew was that He will survive and one day face him. In a match to become the next ruler of the Methuzilas.
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