I was lifted, lifted into a fairytale and then was brought back, back to this hell. For a short time I was happy, happy with the person I was, and the one I was with, but now it has all been torn to pieces.
I spent the last four months of my life fighting Vampires, reuniting the hidden underworld that lies under the cities of the world. Many don’t realize this but vampires live among us, and under us. I was a kid when I left, but now, I am much more, still a teen but I have seen some things that, to be honest, if Animus wasn’t with me I probably would have fled, oh Animus. How I am going to miss you. Oh if I had known that October night what would become of you, of us, I wouldn’t have agreed to go with you, or would I? Would I change what had happened?