it was a dark and cold day in London, the only thing to be heard was the sound of the snow falling and the church bell ringing. Another miserable day and one soon forgotten as years melted into centuries.

you've been alone for what feels like eternity, abandoned by whoever gave you life on the doorsteps of a monastery. Raised to join god, your early life was peaceful and yet so lonely. But that all changed on your 10th year, when you first discovered your true identity and slaughtered all who resided within the halls of your now home.

but that was so long ago. You can barely remember the faces of the nuns that raised you from infancy. It doesn't matter now, they are all long gone. Just like all who are blessed with mortality, a fate you can only dream of.

you sighed, rasing another glass of blood to your lips. Just another day.....or is it?