The Vampiric Chronicles Part One: The Vampire Within

I make this post today whilst whittling down the time for waiting at the Group Writing Project. Six Weeks of relentless writing can be quite a burdensome task especially in thinking of good ways and means to present my thoughts and feelings towards online gaming. Anyway, it was an enjoyable experience! XD

As it is, one might wonder about the title. Why a vampire? Some of you know that I currently maintain several online personalities - a student, a writer, and now a Fa Shih (The dealer having unfortunately faded with the closing curtains of pROSE). Now I introduce the fourth personality that sprung from the depths of my mind - the vampire John.

Here is his tale:

John descended from a pure bloodline of nobility and scholars in the community. His family was one of the most respected and has everything at his beck and call, from expensive food to priceless treasures.

Despite the riches and the smarts that he possessed, there was a part of him that seemed unrelenting, an emptiness that seemed to be prevalent. Even though everything was at the tips of his fingers, there was something that absolutely cannot be attained.

One evening, as he walked down the woodlands where he was accustomed to taking a walk, he chanced to have a companion on his way home - a gentleman of good upbringing, wearing a black traveling cloak over what seemed to be nobility's clothes. The man was an amusing conversationalist and soon enough John and the man, whom he later on knew was named Mark, became the best of friends.

But the friendship took a different twist when John was invited at Mark's abode - an ancient feudal-looking manor at the outskirts of the town. There he discovered his friend's secret identity - it was a Vampire.

Unable to escape, John confronted his friend, but ended up being given a loving bite on the neck by the vampire. At once his insides tightened as the scent of blood, once unfamiliar and irrelevant, now entered his senses like an enticing meal, and the thirst for blood started to sink in the fangs that had grown in his teeth.

Thus marks the sinister legend of the two vampires that scoured the countrysides for prey, indulging in the blood of the unwary innocent, satisfying the hunger of eternity.

But to John the human memories that have remained in his mind slowly found an answer to its unrelenting question - as he looks at Mark, his vampiric instincts contorting with hunger as his maker's neck swims into his view. How he would love to drink its blood...

It's a pretty deep story, but not in a negative sense, I haven't turned into a vampire LOL. There's just a few who might be able to crack the mystery of this post. XD

Anyway, it's lunchtime for me!