Taylor
Living as long as I have the thought of finding my soul mate, the one meant to be mine, grew old as I did. I've lost count of how many years I've been alive if I'm being honest but it's been over a millennium. A witch cast a curse on a group of outcasts long long ago turning them into the living dead. Alive but not quite, their only sustenance for survival being blood. I was made into one of them shortly after they were cursed and ran away not long after realizing how sadistic they were, it was no wonder they were cursed, but I don't think the witch understood quite how long our lives would be.
They were picked off one by one by a group of vampire hunters in the 1800's. I have always kept a low profile and never draw attention to myself not wanting to meet the same fate. I would
