it appears that there are two people stalking me on here. if you tell me who you are, youll get a surprise...hahahahahaha.
I must warn you that my story is not for the faint of heart. My story is of bravery and blood. Of fights and very few retreats. My story, is of the life that many people have lived, are living or ever will live.
I was beaten as a child by an abusive father. This happens to many. If it weren't for others that are not Vampyres but who retain some form of magick in their souls, I would never know what I am.
Long ago, I met my first mentor. His name is KC. He taught me how to be brave and fight against any enemy and never give in. He put a sword in my hand and a shield in my mind. Since then, I have been a mercanary. I'm a fighter. And, furthermore, being a Vampyre helps me in many ways as a mercanary. The hightened senses is great, as is the speed and strength. But the rush that I get when I am outside, Especially at night, is what I truly live for.
I live for that mission, in which I will find that ancient temple of lost souls and harness the power of the many planes.
So, If you ask me who I am, the answer is quite clear.
I am Ethan Patrick Mansfield. A fighter, a protector of people and my own race of kindred souls. I am a Vampyre, and I am proud to let it be known. Nothing can stop me....Nothing.
This is my first journal entry and i know it will not be my last.
All I can really say right now is that I am very proud to be a true vampyre and to have found a place where I can actually exist the way i want to without persecution of who I am.
Who am I? I am a writer, a baker, a goth, a poor artist, and an occult knowledgabke individual. I have many hidden talents and most are of course attributed to my being a vampyre. Though if I am unable to find a donor by sunrise on Saturday the 13th, I fear what may become of me. IF there are any out there reading this message who live in the Los Angeles area, please tell me if you would like to be my donor. I'll be more than fair if so.
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