The Past (II)

He swore.

He would change the future. 

Even if he had to break his arms and legs or even his life, hell, he would do anything for the future to change. 

However… 

Boy, oh boy. 

How wrong was he? 

It was easier said than done. 

Honestly, nothing was going exactly according to the plan. He faced the first problem, not as a human, but as a vampire. 

The church orphanage had a strict schedule. No matter how appetizing the food placed in front of him was, he couldn't stomach the food at all. This wasn't what he wanted, what he needed. 

He wanted blood. 

He had creeped around the house like rats searching for any available blood. He tried targeting rats. 

Hey, wouldn't that be cannibalism? 

Yet, he couldn't keep this diet for long. He would need human blood or the hunger in him would turn him into a real monster. 

He would go berserk and tear this place down.