Vhampyria book 2
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Vhampyr. What does it mean? It means a diseased person, someone with Vhampyrien. Vhampyrien is a deadly disease, and the only way to survive it is to drink blood. The Vhampyrs begin craving blood. If they don't drink any blood within every three months, they end up dying. One in ten thousand people are born with it, some unknowingly are injected with it as an experiment or as a punishment.
The first Vhampyr was a man named Leonardo De Namio, he was gifted with elements. Every other generation one vhampyr had an elemental ability. Soon, scientists genetically engineered the sickness to give all Vhampyrien diseased people elemental abilities. There's fire, water, air, and earth.
But rare is it for someone to have all
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