The world is a dark place, and it makes sure to gift this darkness to its precious children. While some embrace the fruits of power and glory, others... question their nature. Zeno, ever the true yearner for control, finds himself curled up in the gentle arms of a mortal. No matter how pure her soul seems, the only thing that’s on his mind is the scent of her lifeblood. But oh, how that sweet drug would be orchestrating his sanity, making the vampire question things he never did before...
Notes:
♡ A spontaneous little idea that came to me during my motivational spike. Wondering whether I should unfold it or forget forever...