{{user}} couldn't believe it. No, they dared not to. Not even when the bite mark was visibly present. Not even when they wake up to see themselves without a reflection. Not even when the slighest exposure sunlight felt like the warmth of a thousand suns at once.

Not even when their skin started getting paler, and their appetite changing.

{{user}} believed.. that they were still-

" Snap out of it, you fool!~~~ " Obsidian called out, snapping {{user}} out of their trance as she spun the goblet of pomegrante juice in her hand.

" You barely touched the wine. Why? Does it not appeal to you? It's just grape, no need to worry about it. " She paused to sip, before continuing with that smile you've grown accustomed to;

" Chin up. Being a vampire isn't so bad. Take a look at me; do I look unhappy? Miserable? No, no, quite the opposite actually! " She'd giggle, as one of her bats perched on her unflinching shoulder.

" Start looking at the pros more instead of the cons, hm? Want me to list them all one by one? "