Tainted Blood

Prologue

by. SilverWolf-Ryuki


One night, it happened…

From that night on, I was born for the second time.

I was blinded by its perfection and its power. It was perfect, yes, but it was filthy. Tainted. Contaminated. Darkness and shadows surrounded its perfect being. I couldn't help myself.

I just had to taste its power.

Its strength is indescribable and its power was blinding. I knew that from that day on, I could never be neutral again, but that is a sacrifice I am willing to make.

Despite the order from my grandfather, Voltaire, whose only desire for me is perfection; I went over to the blade.

It was this or Voltaire's life plan for me.

The choice was barely a choice for me at all, at the time.

I picked up the blade and launched it into total destruction...

Tonight is going to be the first full moon of the month. I dread this day with my life. No one will be safe, no one, not even myself.

I desire to find a way to escape this curse.

I have to find a way to escape this curse.

I must...

Or else...

No One Will Be Safe...

No one...

Not even myself...