End of Full Moon

FEAR'S POINT OF VIEW

It is the daytime. The renovation workers go on working again after yesterday's Sunday day off.

I wanted to kill myself for what happened so badly. But I know God has better plans for me than the person who would not love you for who you indeed are. A monster or a human, whatever you are, if the woman loves you, the love is true... and she can be but of the eternal bride...

I went outside in the sun wearing my sunglasses given by my Cousin Cristian. As I wore my thick leather coat, it helped block the sunlight from my skin.

I walked back to Downtown San Fernando City in case I saw another skal. The infection will spread, which is why I am here to hunt them down. They must be eradicated, since it might have infected another or more than just two people if I saw one.

I met a man there... he's a thin-blood vampire, or he might have been using my 7th Sense wrong. He is a dhampir. Half-vampire, half-human hybrid since birth. I walked up to him.

He was 6 feet tall, dark, and handsome too. My sexuality has gone confused thanks to this. We had a talk after I introduced myself. He thinks I'm crazy funny.

Still, he also mentioned how scary my presence is, as if he was shrinking and almost becoming submissive towards me. My approach to different people affects them differently depending on their willpower. I often automatically use Deliration over people around me, a passive discipline I have over my vampiric power.

He mentioned he's a hunter taking a break here in the Philippines and thought Pampanga is good with food. All Americans who've visited our country often admire and say,

"Filipino Food is the most delicious thing in the world, especially in Pampanga." in fact, that is true, Pampanga Province, here where we are at right now, has the best foods, and the best chefs with their particular expertise over food are superior to anything around the world.

Even Filipinos say Pampanga has the best eats around the country over the thousands of Islands around here.

He's really sturdy, but not as buff as you think. He looks powerful compared to my skeletal thin bones and flesh. Actually no flesh, just skin. He also mentions he's addicted to drinking the blood of the animals he hunts.

He said he's taking me to the arctic of America if I want to go with him. I have to think deeply about if I want to go or not. Hunting animals in the snowy forest sound like a great deal. Unlimited fresh blood as well.

My three favourite things are forests, snow, and new blood. I never went to any of those three. I often go to the woods near my home, which is just a tiny place for a forest. I've walked around there before until the owner there made me realise I've been trespassing this whole time holding a machete. I just walked away quietly instead of having to run away. No fear at all.

25th February 2021, 2:32 PM

The crown virus vaccine has rolled out across the nation. The Kapitan of the barangay has announced this, and we all got in line to get the vaccine, even the workers here. Thanks to my PWD ID, not very proud of that one.

In all honesty, I took the vaccine earlier than the rest of the others who were earlier than myself here. After that, I took my cousin Cristian's sunglasses and gave them to me. That's when I started to roll out myself onto the streets of Guagua Town's Plaza.

There were many people outside getting vaccinated whilst I went inside 7-11 and grabbed a cold iced black canned coffee to drink there. I flicked it open as I sniffed the scent of the sweet aroma of black coffee.

But once I started to drink it, I chugged the damned thing straight down to my system. Then I felt an adrenaline rush from it, which I control with mastery. I bought a red branded cigarette pack, and my goal is to do my final process of vampiric awakening.

Which was to bite and feed on someone's blood through the arteries of the neck as I sink in my fangs deep into their necks for the first time while being conscious. Constantly been feeding every night, but I was sleepwalking.

So, my servitor has been studying, no one can see her but me. She has been looking at Corvin Castle in the library in Bucharest or around there in Romania, not to be sure of which city it is, but it's in Romania for sure.

I have been there during my dream walking states and vaguely remember them. Still, once something reminds me of the episodes, I often get a sense of déjà vu to the point I'd remember exactly what happened. I just use my 7th Sense to remember so most of the time.

Then here I strolled around looking for a young, virgin, fresh, and vibrant woman. I could almost hear every single human's veins pulsing every millisecond at the same time and smell the scent of their intoxicating aroma of sweat from their skin, blood beneath them, and tears from their eyes.

They're salty enough to make me feel orgasmic, except the blood is not salty at all. Neither is bitter as rust and metal, but rather... sweeter than any chocolate of any human can comprehend its taste. Quite an addiction I have!

For years in my day walking episodes, as conscious as I am, all I ever did to prevent myself from going on a blood rage was to drink my own blood. Still, it never works, but it works to quench the thirst, but it comes back sooner than expected.

That is why I have so many scars, yet they heal up so fast. Even my 2nd degree burnt mark is fading into pale white skin again.

Here, I spent most of the day looking and searching. Someone healthy, intelligent, passionate, talented, an open mind, fluent in English, and all sorts of things.

The perfect fruit, sinful enough to bite from the ideal fruit that it is so immaculate it is forbidden even on earth, not just in the Garden of Eden where the Cherubim guards it. There are no angels here on earth... except for the spiritual messengers, only just the humans... who are demons beneath their human façade. A Veil's Mask!

In all societies, there is-a hierarchy. Humans are foolish enough to have their own hierarchy, saying Society is for everyone, and Society recommends us enormously to be ourselves just to be kicked out of them, exiles, social outcasts, hermits, lone wolves. Aloof from Society...!

Earth is earth, and it is for everyone alike, not for the likes of whether you are rich, poor, ugly, beautiful, whatsoever. What matters is what is beneath the mask, the true face, the true nature of humans. The personality. The character, the flavour...!

As a gourmet like me, I am a picky eater, have a palette for eating, and am a connoisseur. I choose the most royal bloods, the most intelligent ones, the most interesting ones, divine, fresh, vibrant. You will never get total in your stomach because of it, just like a dessert. For Blood, is Lives!

I searched and sought. There was no one interesting. All humans are the same here, especially in this country full of low IQ inmate prisons of the Philippines government.

They just can't see the big picture. Corruption! At least even the least intelligent yet poor people lacking money fighting to survive to know what is going around the globe as we speak. The rest just don't care. They care about themselves, not others.

If I choose to eat people who are reckless enough to get themselves killed because of their selfishness and greed, corruption of the soul, mind, body even! ... I would ruin my appetite, vomit it all out, and even have a bad taste in my mouth.

However, it's a more extraordinary step to becoming a hero or a villain that is just ravaging the guilty of self-nourishment.

I, however, like Noblesse even as Lunace, I choose the best meal. Drug addicts, sick people, elderly men and women alike, alcoholics, and all those toxicities they have in their blood. Blood is lives, not something to corrupt. Blood is our vitality. Not something to put dirt in all over!

I do not drink... wine or any type of alcohol. Just black coffee and the perfect meal. However, I do smoke quite often. Too often...

Sounds typically hypocritical to you? Well, everyone is hypocritical, my dear, even the priests. Even the Pope legalised gay marriage when the Bible forbids it. Just because he wanted to be loved by people of the generation's status quo...

So, I searched all day, there was no one. Father told me I could come home any time I'd like. I did not want him to get worried, so I told him on text after topping up my phone's sim card, telling him I was sleeping over with someone since I could go home anytime I'd like.

He said this himself, but his mother will be pissed. Using my 7th Sense, the voices of the universe are telling me secrets, such as my mother is going to call later tonight, so I have to be there. Curfew is over forever now. People can open their shops all night now and as for the people will have their nightlife back.

I promised him I won't drink because I'm highly tolerant of alcohol and that I am cautious with my diet with the stomach ulcer I have thanks to my psychiatrist's medication "Prozac". God fuckin' dammit!

As genderfluid as I am, I can swing both ways as well. So, anyone will be good as long as they do not lack flavour... perhaps Jonathan Harker means "Character". Of course, the same thing. Same thing...