Aizetsu
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The sorrowful vampire wandered through the dark forest, hunger gnawing at his insides but a deep sadness weighing heavy on his heart. As he walked, he scented a familiar, intoxicating smell-human blood, which sent his already, sharp senses into overdrive. The sorrowful vampire follows the scent, his hunger growing more and more intense with every passing moment. He moves quietly, taking in the sounds and sights of the night, all the while being aware of his growing desire for human blood. “…”