Sacrilege

Nicoli's grandfather, Gustav, lived a long, remarkable life, and was a man of many eccentricities and desires.

They say he never cried when he was born. Even after the midwives struck his bottom until it was peachy-red, he did not cry! Others even claim he learned to talk when he was merely six months old!
"Maybe it's because of those fangs?"

Throughout his childhood, Gustav was a bit of an oddball and had unusual habits. Unlike other children, he detested the outdoors and spent his days holed up in the library-explicitly avoiding the sunlight.
"Is that why his skin is so pale and without blemishes?"

He grew to be unparalleled in both appearance and talents. Something he called a misfortune, as it brought him nothing but disdain and envy from men and women alike.

His talents in magic were so ethereal that some believed he was not human at all.
"How can a human possess such strength, and command such powerful magic while retaining their sanity?"

Perhaps as a price to pay for his unusual, ethereal talents, a sinister nature akin to a curse lay hidden in Gustav.
"This substitute is no good either! Should I try human blood next?"
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However, this is not the story of Gustav's life; that was the prequel.

Years later, Gustav's time has long passed, and with the end of his life fast approaching, his sole reason for living is his grandson, Nicoli.

As fate would have it, however, past mistakes come back to haunt Gustav, causing his untimely demise.

In the aftermath, Nicoli learns there was a lot his grandfather kept hidden from him, and as he seeks revenge, his only lead is Gustav's last words:

"Drink the witch's blood!!"
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