Blood Red
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Evander: I am a Hunter. I capture and kill. The Vampires are my enemies. They are deadly beings not to be trifled with. And yet, there's always another victim who get's taken under their reign. The Vampires have a prince in which they worship like some sort of God. But, a God he is not. He is a killer. A murderer. A devourer. An illusionist. He'll rapture you with his whispers and take you in an instant. I should know. He's already done it to me. ___________________________________ Cecil: The battle of one's heart over another's is that of sweet agony. A blissful taste left in your mouth after nothing but pure intoxication and eradication. Nothing is true, and yet nothing is false. You are left with that of a broken song yearning to be sung. But, sing shall it not, for the voice of reason is now gone into nothingness. I am Cecil. I am what you crave. I am what you lust for. I am what you dream of in the midnight's hour. I am what you yearn to see. I am what you wish to be. I am yours. And one day soon to come, you shall be forever mine. You will serve me for eternity. Even as you beg for mercy, you'll still beg for me, my dear Evander.
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