Rome, a city directly connected to Gods and heroes. A city in which thousands of years of history have paved the way for the future. Its beauty can be argued, but its name alone brings about a sense of quality no other could match. King and Emperors have ruled with a might; fallen just the same. Tales of tragedy and triumph echo throughout every inch of Rome's stretch. All things within its grasp are fit for ruler of divine rights, one transcending humanity...
Found far and wide are classic Roman built structures, pillars and all resembling the old fashioned architecture. Buildings made into tourist attractions, shops, and boarding managing to blending into modern day. Difference in their appearance, however, make for the most in terms of straying away into the darkness, light never interfering a bit.
Red curtains, the color of blood, hang low to floor in order to ensure an even deeper blackness. Below such is something causing a slight rustling noise, going about silently as if it were the only presence to be found. A pull and tug at curtains with each falling too weak make a difference. It appears hopeless, desperately seeking light of some kind to break apart the dark. Moments past just before said sound ceased, now replaced by whimpering and moans.
A woman of fair skin is seen lying flat on stomach fidgeting, arm reaching upward, hands loosening hold of fabric. On her face is the expression of fear, sweat pouring down elegant features. Her body is on the verge of decay, control of limbs fading away just as her eyes. Seconds go on as lids close over and over, until death sets in... On curtain was sudden blood, she had been bleeding from her neck for awhile now. Two holes drenched backside and chest with the substance entirely, at her feet came a trail going so far as the doorway into another room. Amazing itself she happened to still live. She was mortally wounded from the start
An abrupt voice echos through setting, a man whose features are well covered behind shadows. All that could be seen from figure were long flowing golden hair, and white skin near transparent standing firmly on one foot with the other placed against wall. He would grab freshly made corpse with hand, raising it just before his eyes.
"Were you able to survive long enough to bid your farewells? Humph, did you wish to see the light once more before your death? How unfortunate for you. Allow me to do you the honors of setting your soul to rest."
Glass shatters the instant his words come to and end! In the room now stands the male basking in the light of the moon, night fallen onto Rome. What was once her body had now been thrown through window violently. Body crushed along pavement with an intense force, the being above caring little. His current home had now been ruined, his venture forth through the night now to find his next location.
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