In the midst of a daze, I made my way through the dark forest, and back to the ashes of what was once my home. I collapsed to the ground.
It was all gone. My home, my friend, and the last few months of my life spent learning magic were gone within the blink of an eye.
Sadness was turned to questioning, why was this happening? Why must misery befall me no matter where I go?
That's when it dawned on me. It wasn't me. My life was perfect before I came to the manor. It was them. The vampires, roaming the walls of the manor. They took everything from me.
Heh. It's almost laughable. I have nothing left to go on for, even when I made a new start they took it from me. I have nothing else left to lose. If I want a chance at a normal life, at happiness, I have to get rid of them. Even if it's the last thing I do.