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We are the creatures of the night, protectors of our clans and warriors of our race. When the moon rises, we transform, defying our human genes; giving the beast inside us total control. We have lessened over the years; to date only 25 of our clans remain, constantly living in fear of the cold bloods. On the verge of destruction, will our race survive, only time will tell.
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They called us monsters, they said we are untamed beasts, they told us we are cursed - they were right. That was centuries ago, since than we evolved. We repressed monster in us, we tamed the beast, we mitigated the curse. Now, is them hunting us, is them chasing vampires, is them killing humans - yet, they declared themselves; protectors of human race, they calling themselves; Guardians. But one question haunts us all: Who deserves to live and who deserves to die?

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