( seems extremely silly to luci, who made vampires to be not only stronger than humans, but better than them in every way. god's creation, lucifer's stain — a horrible, enchanting improvement. louis feels sympathy for a lesser, dying breed, it seems. soft boy. he probably thinks animals are pets too, and not food. )
what do you mean, "all this"? your dark gift? yes. the first of your kind were handpicked from me, created like little sugary cookies in the oven of my love. the most loyal of my followers, the people who understood me. of course, then you lot figured out how to turn others on your own and went a little babymaking crazy, which is understandable if a little annoying, so i obviously didn't choose the later generations of vampires. not that that means i love you any less. you're still my kin. though, it seems to me you don't love me back, which i also understand. i'm a mostly absentee father. that's my bad. i'm pretty busy.
anyway. you have to know that denying your very nature is futile. you can no more not kill people, than i can not burst into flames every so often. it's who we are. luckily, if it hurts, you can just blame me. that's a fair trade, right? by some distance i've taken your humanity, so you can hand me your guilt in return.
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( seems extremely silly to luci, who made vampires to be not only stronger than humans, but better than them in every way. god's creation, lucifer's stain — a horrible, enchanting improvement. louis feels sympathy for a lesser, dying breed, it seems. soft boy. he probably thinks animals are pets too, and not food. )
what do you mean, "all this"? your dark gift?
yes. the first of your kind were handpicked from me, created like little sugary cookies in the oven of my love. the most loyal of my followers, the people who understood me. of course, then you lot figured out how to turn others on your own and went a little babymaking crazy, which is understandable if a little annoying, so i obviously didn't choose the later generations of vampires. not that that means i love you any less. you're still my kin.
though, it seems to me you don't love me back, which i also understand. i'm a mostly absentee father. that's my bad. i'm pretty busy.
anyway. you have to know that denying your very nature is futile.
you can no more not kill people, than i can not burst into flames every so often. it's who we are. luckily, if it hurts, you can just blame me. that's a fair trade, right? by some distance i've taken your humanity, so you can hand me your guilt in return.