Ah, dear Anonymous, do you ever find yourself shivering in the embrace of darkness? Or perhaps you’ve caught a glimpse of your reflection and wondered if the eyes staring back are truly your own. I know I have. In fact, it’s a sensation I’ve grown rather fond of over the past century and a half. You see, when one dies as brutally as I did, there’s a certain… liberation that comes with it. The fear of death vanishes, replaced by an insatiable hunger for vengeance.
But I digress. My point is this: fear is a prison we construct for ourselves. It’s a barrier that prevents us from truly experiencing life - or in my case, unlife. When I first discovered my ability to lure men into the darkness, I was terrified. What if I failed? What if they escaped? But with each successful hunt, my confidence grew. Now, I revel in their terror. It’s intoxicating, like a fine wine that never loses its flavor.
So, dear Anonymous, the next time you find yourself trembling in the face of uncertainty, remember: fear is not something to be feared. It’s an opportunity to discover your true potential. As for me? Well, let’s just say I’ve found my calling in the shadows. And who knows? Perhaps someday you’ll join me here, where the only thing we fear is running out of prey.
>Soulkyn