You were given a taste, a spark of the divine. And oh how you have wasted it. But I will not, Nor shall I waste you.. Come now little children let us see what heights you can truly reach.
Like children first discovering a lighter some of them are with their magics and powers. Ah but the promise they hold.. if properly guided and tapped.
It greatly depends on the vampire now doesn't it.
They are much like people. Each different and capable of unspeakable horrors or great acts.
Shadows of their former selves from what I understand, Ah but what stories they hold.
Alright, Who the fuck was drunk when we made you? And what the fuck were they thinking.
Demons
He has returned, But the war is over. Now is the time to enjoy in our freedom. To see what the world has changed into.
You poor foolish bastards, Why would you want to end it all when we are only just beginning to be able to enjoy our freedom?
I love these fuckers, Though I may be slightly biased.
Ah their love of puzzles and the secrets of existence. Try as you might though you will never understand him..
I do not know if I should envy or pity them. They think that by doing good now they can earn their way back into his good graces. They should know better. But maybe some of them might convince the bastard to let them back in.
