Preface
Immortality is a lie,
But a good lie
Is made of powerful truth
When the word Reverend is spoken. One would think of a clergy or a worker of God. Here though, people have lost their belief in him. Some still cling to it. Others simply try to keep living, eventually turning to pray on their knees. So their children are left unharmed and will be in their beds the next morning. Or that they themselves will still be alive when morning comes.
Yet there are still many who fall prey to the vampire hierarchy which rules Europe as a whole. The Americas is also poised but the mortal men have broken their bindings governing themselves. Here though the French Revolution was not the rise of mortal men.....but rather instead....
Vampires
Ever since then they have ruled with cruelty. No consideration as to what their actions have caused. They are naive. The Revolution has grown. We hunt vampires, I began as the first official hunter. More have followed in my steps. I am Reverend, but I am no worker of God.
Reverend does what she do best. It's what she has done for centuries. To hunt with pleasure....to hunt with hunger.
To hunt...till the bitter end.
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