The lights strobe & music blears as I walk through the 'Club-B'. I smerk, humans have glamorised my species to the point they delicate buildings in hopes you take just a little too much. Surveying the menu I find the typical young women wanting 'eternal love' I chuckle, these humans have become too easy. Giving up the hopes of a actual challenge I sit at the bar, the tender comes over, "I assume you don't serve 'V-Blood', correct?" the tender shakes his head, I sigh.
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