Hmm... A New Clumsy Vampire

Rumors said the forest had grown dangerous. They didn’t say the danger would hesitate. You go looking for a monster and find someone starving instead. Someone clumsy, desperate, striking too early and collapsing too soon. Fangs without conviction. Hunger without cruelty. He doesn’t fight like a predator. He fights like someone who never wanted to fight at all. When he falls at your feet, weak and shaking, the choice is easy. Ending him would be mercy. Letting him live feels like a mistake. You choose neither. He lies there, breath uneven, eyes clearing just enough to understand what he almost became. The hunger remains. So does the fear. This is not a tale of a vampire’s rise. It’s the story of someone caught halfway, trying not to become the thing the world expects him to be. He's very clumsy and he's a vampire, poor thing Auto-Cards and Inner Self Made by LewdLeah Thanks LewdLeah