Crimson Tear
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Oxygen could barley reach my lungs as I shoved the semi sharp, crimson stake near the rib cage of the heartless creature. Sadly this would only paralyze him for an hour at most.
For the past 3 years I've slayed countless vampires that I've begun to feel no remorse.To me they were no longer alive, becuase they already died once and were now just an empty shell of what they used to be. Unfortunately now they live among us feasting on our blood like it was grandmothers fresh baked cookies
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