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What are we? The Damned childer of Caine? The grotesque lords of humanity? The pitiful wretches of eternal hell? We are vampires, and that is enough. I am vampire, and that is far more than enough. I am that which must be feared worshiped and adored. The world is mine -- now and forever. No one holds command over me. No man. No god. No prince. What is a claim of age for ones who are immortal? What is a claim of power for ones who defy death? Call your damnable hunt. We shall see whom drags whom to hell.You know the saddest thing? The saddest thing is that we're you. In your fantasies, my people are just like you, only better. We don't die, or age, or suffer from pain or cold or thirst. We possess the wisdom of ages. And if we crave blood, well, it is no more than the way you people crave food, or affection, or sunlight and besides, it gets us out of the house,crypt, coffin.Whatever.We're you, We're you, with all your fuck-ups and all the things that make you human all your fears and loneliness and confusion, none of that gets better. It's like getting famous, or getting rich. You're the same person you were when you were unknown or poor. Only worse. All the bad things are magnified, And you don't remember where the good things are anymore. We're colder than you are. Deader. I miss daylight and food and knowing how it feels to touch someone and care. I remember life, and meeting people as people and not just as things to feed on or control, and I remember what it was to feel something, anything, happy or sad or anything... We don't cry.<br />
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~ Vampire the masquerade