The VampireThe VampireThe Vampire by BootShopStory
This is when the night will change. This is when the light is remembered. The time when shadows seek all creation, the ripe shades of trees remove entire yards, & visions of the realms of the eye in the day lit hours. The rising dust of my stitched & frayed collection of bone & flesh, like a mumbled pile of leaves, has gathered beneath the flickering light of the candle lit windows, of the blindly enchanted ruin named haunted, worshipped in form driven dark to destruction, an old whispered place of forlorn magic & dreams of darkness & death.
All light’s go out in the night. To rise to the fire in the soul, my edged & trembling form was enriched to the grace & cheerful dreams of becoming. To a blood red eye, & fanged decomposition of a mouth, in a cast away glance in a mirror, the stars of midnight might pour their essences into the trance like terror of death upon poor souls last moment in breath. There came to be an absence in lividity in the town. It’s s
Death Battle: Death vs Kain preludeDeath Battle: Death vs Kain prelude by GodDragonKing
Black Mage: Don't judge a book by it's cover, even the ruthless vampire Kain can end saving the world.
Baneslayer: Or Death, leader of the Four Horsemen. He's Black Mage Evilwizardington and I'm Baneslayer.
Black Mage: And it's our jog to analyze their weapons, armor and skills to find out who would win a Death Battle.
Alias: The Balance Guardian, The Last Pillar, Savior of Nosgoth
Race: Unique Vampire
Blood Omen/Blood Omen 2 Appearance (Younger)
Soul Reaver/Soul Reaver 2/Defiance Appearance (Elder)
-Soon after being resurrected as a vampire, Kain promptly hunted down and slaughtered the assassins who killed him
-Killed the Circle of Nine and destroyed the Pillars of Nosgoth, ensuring the slow destruction of the land itself
-In five centuries, created a vampiric empire across the ruined and damned land of Nosgoth, enslaving the majority of humanity<
Death Battle: Tsukune Aono vs The Behemoth preludeBaneslayer: When a human's physical weakness becomes too much for what they need, or want, they can seek to become more than human.Death Battle: Tsukune Aono vs The Behemoth prelude by GodDragonKing
Black Mage: And if you do, be prepared for results that may not be to your liking, like what happened to the Behemoth, publicly known as Joseph Betrand III.
Baneslayer: The human turned ghoul turned vampire Tsukune Aono. He's Black Mage Evilwizardington and I'm Baneslayer.
Black Mage: And its our job to analyze their weapons armor and skills to find out who would win a Death Battle.
Real Name: Joseph Betrand III
Baneslayer: The life of Bertrand hasn't had much light shed on it besides his wealth with no explained origin, involvement with the First Sons, a secret society devoted to the use transhuman means to advance humanity.
Black Mage: Something tells me they didn't put a lot of thought into that name. While he Betrand publicly aided charities with his money, like any rich person is a superhero story who isn't a superhero
Blood . 2Blood . 2 by Simi-Girl
The sun was rising once again. This was marking the fourth day that he had to deal with his new condition. He wasn’t exactly sure as to what happened. He could remember seeing that small girl with the crystal blue eyes and bright crimson curls as that man tried to assault her. The very idea of such a thing happening to an innocent little girl made him sick. Then he remembered the gun and the ringing in his ears. The heat faded from his very being and then everything went dark.
Then there were the sounds. The constant thumping as the liquid rushed by. Then there was the high pitched rings of the sirens as emergency vehicles sped through the town. The worst, though, was the sound of his lack of heartbeat. He never thought that silence could ever be so bad. This silence was truly deafening…
The rays were shining through the slats in the abandoned building he had taken as his home. A building where three other people had taken up residence with him.
Blood . 1Blood . 1 by Simi-Girl
Give blood. Save a life.
It was a comical slogan that Erika was coming to know well. The saying was true. Blood donations saved lives. Though, the way this blood bank saved lives was a bit different than others. The donated blood didn’t go to transfusions or anything like that. This bank fed the vampires of the city and the surrounding area. It was one of her favorite places to frequent. Checking up on her favorite vampires was always a treat.
That didn’t mean that the girl gave blood. She knew better than that. Anyone that a vampire had fed off of had their memories transferred. Erika knew that her mind contained too many memories to let fall into the wrong hands. After nearly three centuries on the planet she had gained too much to just let go so willingly.
“Erika!” the girl smiled at the high pitched tone of the little girl’s voice. She knew that voice all too well. It was the daughter of one of the attendants human l