"'It has been a thousand years since I came to this unlife, and already I grow weary of it.
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I am the vampyre Michael. Demon-hunter, Death-bringer, Archangel of Death. The names the mortals have given me.
They think that I donít hear the names. To them I am but another long-dead saint. Someone to pay lip service to. They have no idea what goes on in the dark. In the alleyways, and in the dark corners of their peripheral vision. They attribute it to phenomenon. Occurrences explained with the ramble-tongue of science. Anything to keep up the illusion of the superiority of humanity. But it is all a lie.
For you see, their exists a pact between The Powers That Be. Demon-kind shall never walk the earth, and in return neither shall Angel-kind. But, Lucifer, as a being of ceaseless ambition, found a way around the Pact.
He took 7 mortals and twisted them into horrific mockeries of what they once were. Men and women no longer, they became known as the Progenitors: the ancestors of all vampire-kind.
Jehovah is no fool. He knew what Lucifer was doing. So he took three of his mightiest warriors. Two Archangels and an angelóMichael, Raphael, and Gabrielóand reformed them into completely different creatures. Thus began the lives of the first vampyres.'"
~Excerpt from Dialettica Del San Michael
By Giovanni Gannilani
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"From the Void Between Worlds", the Gods made both Mortal and Immortal. Who is the better has yet to be decided. So far, Mortals aren't winning."