KARMA ~ Witch of Wrath, Vampiress of Vengeance

Life, death, pain, joy, pleasure, anguish, virtue, vice, good, evil, love, hatred...
All these things point to what it means to exist, and towards the end of one's physical existence, one learns of their purpose in their birth.
Some fear death, others embrace it, while most just allow it to come when it's their time to leave. However, what is it to be alive, and yet to be dead all at once?
This possibility - young ones - is what you should really fear...
Some might ask me, if my heart still pumps blood all throughout my cold and yet not-rotting corpse. Some might ask if my womb can still bear an infant after so many long and dragged out centuries, despite the fact that I seem so barren like anything after death. Some might ask me if I still feel at all despite my mostly expressionless face - when all I feel within me is pain and woe.
The world of the living does not understand, nor do they want to. I can't resent that; many times I have wished that I didn't understand either.
It seems that my purpose has been realized nearly a millennia ago. I am, dead after all. There is also more reason to a mortal man's fear of me besides the fact that they do not fully comprehend who or what I am...
I am a punisher; I am the fate an evil man dreads. I am a night-walker, a shadow of the darkness. I experience inhuman desires and the pangs to drink the crimson elixir of the living.
I am one of the worst beings the cosmos can deal you - and the mortals know it.

I live up to my name, yet...
Such power is not without a price.