UndeadOrSomeShit
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Ilya knew that he was bad at being a vampire, and he liked it this way. He knew that he was cursed, that he was a monster, but not inherently evil. He didn't have to be rotten like his father as long as he held onto his principles and the knowledge that he had to stay away from humans, no matter how drawn he felt to them.
Four Lessons. Four Beliefs. A simple construct of rules. Quite easy to follow.
Or at least they had been, until Ilya met the head of the Montreal Coven, a vampire named Theriault. It had been a day like any other, an assignment to build connections with the Coven for his father's dealings. Nothing special. Until Ilya laid eyes on Theriault's thrall.
Just like this, all of Ilya's lessons and rules were blown to pieces.