(What follows is a blog written by Elexin and Daloki, originally published on Rolepages.com.)
How had he allowed this to go on so long? His mind searched and searched for another way, any way to escape the inevitable that lay before him. It was his fault: she was not to blame for what she became, and all the pain and sorrow she had inflicted were actually blights on his fragile soul. His mind went back to their first meeting. He actually had thought she was an arrogant bitch, but something about her, something familiar had drawn his attention back to her. Asmo’s intervention didn’t help matters, along with his own tenuous grip on reality, it had spelled trouble from the start, BUT – something was there. Everyone knows that a love potion doesn’t work if something isn’t there to spark it anyway, even if they hadn’t realized it at the time.
Why had he ghouled her? Yes… he remembered, he had thought he was protecting her, sort of, a lot of that time was manipulated, so on that he can’t really be sure, but that must have been it. Ghouling, that should have been the extent of it. She got the benefits – hah! if you can call them benefits – of his vampiric nature without the full burden of the dwelling Beast within.
Then THAT night, when she lay in a pool of her own blood, broken, edging downward toward that peaceful darkness… was it selfishness, was it jealousy, was it loneliness that drove him? It was probably a bit of each, along with seeing her there with no one even offering to help. He had planned on offering her the Embrace, but that was to be a ways into the future where she had the choice to decide and not have it thrust upon her. But fate had stepped in and taken that away. He transfused the blood he had just drunk into her, making her a vampire without becoming her Sire.
From that point on he had watched her slow and steady descent into the darkness. He knew that spiral all too well – he had taken that path himself. He saw more and more of the darkness creeping into her soul, more and more contempt for life and decency. His deception that led her into the Sabbat tormented him. He knew the dark deeds she indulged in with such vigor, even to this day. He knew she hated herself.
And now he knew he couldn’t let her continue like this. He knew that it was the only option available to him to finally give her some peace. He knew Daloki must die.
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- Part 1: World’s Crossing
- Part 2: The Slayers
- Part 3: Elexin
- Part 4: The Nine Hells
- Part 5: Shattered Changes
- Part 6: The Sabbat
- Part 7: Hushabye (1)
- Part 8: Hushabye (2)