HIS HUNGER WAS LIKE A TIME BOMB, a game of ticking and waiting until it reaches the point of no return --- BOOM; obliterates all that is left of his humanity, down to the last shred. an ache surged through his entire being, a pain that was rooted back down to dark impulses that only a sinner like he possessed. he had refused to feed from the start, holding no interest in caving in to the desires of a vampire, but the longer he went without human blood, the stronger the craving grew.
“--- ah.. shit.” BLOOD. BLOOD. BLOOD.
his actions were now driven by the starvation he’d drawn out for so long, as he trudged down the questionably silent streets. only when his eyes had landed upon a petite figure in the distance had he begun to realize he could no longer suppress it, jaw clenched in response to the scent of the woman. reluctant steps were taken, as he drew nearer, heavy pants falling past trembling lips, “i need ... i need blood.” he murmured under his breath, as if it were some sort of prayer. something animalistic within him kicks in, for he lunges at her moments after spotting her; GREED PULLING THE STRINGS.
