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the prolog to one of the stories im writting. if you like it, let me know, and i'll start working on it more, and post some more here ^^


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In the middle of my fight with Sebastian, I felt my body start to act up again. I looked down to my right hand, seeing it’s monstrous claws, and undead looking skin. Not reflected on my left. Feeling the fang protruding from my lip‘s left corner, and remembering my red eyes, I wondered, what more? What else can happen to me? How much farther can I change?
In the midst of my thoughts, I was suddenly struck by my enemy, losing my only effective weapon; my blade.

Staggering to my feet, panting, weary from both this fight, as well as losing control to my body, I saw him calmly make his way to my sword. Picking it up, and looking it over. In what seemed to be an instant, my own sword, which had helped me more than my gun, had been hurled, and lodged into my chest. Piercing straight through my heart.

My body froze up as I felt it’s cold sharpened steel effortlessly severing its way through and through. Like a hot knife through butter. Stopping about mid-way through the blade.
My eyes dawned in horror, I felt its unforgiving pain. As if punishing me for every life iv taken with it. Though I never wanted to. Both the pain, as well as the fear caused my hands to shake. Tasting the bitter yet sweet taste of my blood raise up in the back of my throat only caused to deepen the fear.

Coughing up blood, I felt myself falling back as thoughts swam through my head. Is this the end? Is this where Im forced to stop? All this time, all this effort…was it for nothing? All these fights, that led up to this one moment. All that suffering, as my body went through such a change. Hurting her, and having to kill so many others. Am I to believe, that all of it…everything that I have been through, that it was all…meaningless?
My vision became blurred, and started to darken. I heard someone scream, calling out my name, as they felt useless seeing me fall. though her scream seemed a bit muffled to my ears, I knew it was her calling me. Hearing her voice, I reach my hand out in the middle of my decent. As if trying to grab hold of something. Or rather…hoping that something or someone was able to grab me, and pull me up. Though my hopes seemed to be in vain.
Finally, the fall that seemed to be as long as the trek to get to this one point, came to and abrupt end. With a dull thud, my body lay on the cold ground, Deprived of its life.