All bend to my will.

... These strangers were persistent, weren’t they? Fine. The vampire supposes that he can indulge them a bit before feasting on their blood.

“I was a priest. No one special at all, until I was murdered, taken against my will. I had no choice but to accept the gift, it was as if those who were recruiting stopped caring about little things like if their victims would even give them what they wanted. I don’t know how long they were monitoring me and the rest of the clergy, if at all. They know what they did to me was blasphemous to my creed at the time, mocking the very beliefs that I may subconsciously cling to.”

Marcus’ face warps into a grimace, curling his upper lip at the thought of it.

“It was a joke that either one of those bastards thought I would ever cooperate with them, even when I would grow to adore being a vampire, a god to the peons that I once was. Even when one of them might have a smidgen more kindness than he who would ultimately try to tame me. No matter how much he begged me to fight for him.”

He stops there, turning aggressive on the stranger now.

“This is enough for you. I hunger, traveler, and you will feed me.”

@feurigherz

“As well aware of that as I am... I am also not running from you, brother.” Marcus speaks slowly, taking a few steps away from Magnus regardless. Even if he would admit to avoiding the others as of late, he knows for damn sure he could never run from either of them. Especially Kain’s damn dog.

“When I was human? Yes. I was.”