Prologue

The beginning

The year is 1756

The days are growing darker, the nights...even more so.

I've been trying to hold on, to search for a reason for my existence. I did what I thought I needed to do. I did what I did so I wouldn't be alone. But I was selfish. It was wrong. I...was wrong.

There has to be more. More than this. More to life.

I need to leave. If I don't go now, I never will.I know that I won't forgive myself for what I did. For what I'm about to do. But I must leave, before I completely lose myself.

If there is any ounce of humanity left in me, I have to find it.

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"I don't understand." My faithful second in command said as he watched me pack my bag, "Why do you have to leave Dante?"

"I won't be gone long, Remy." I reply and I fasten my bag closed and throw it over my shoulder, "One day, you will understand." I pause and look over at Remy, "Hopefully you'll forgive me."

"What is there to forgive?" Remy asked, following me out the tent. When I don't reply he grabs my arms and turns me around, "You can't just abandone us." Remy said pleading me with his eyes to stay. I sigh and turn away. After a few steps I turn into a swarm of bats taking flight, leaving the camp behind.

I am a creature of the night. My name is Dracula,