Forty Six
SR: Joji - Pills forty-six. 1789. Sybil never liked to turn humans. To her, humans weren't cut out to be vampires. Finding me the way she did, she just said she considered it a sign. I considered it a miracle. "I rather make a weak human a strong vampire, than make a strong human a weak vampire," Sybil snapped, her expressionless face revealing a hint of annoyance. She glanced at me in disgust. I ended up drinking mer blood and it wasn't the first time. It was a godly source, giving me bouts of energy and power. However, it didn't last for long and the withdrawals were worse than I'd ever imagined. I couldn't help it. I knew I had a problem but I refused to accept it and say it aloud. I raised my brow in questioning, but I decided not to ask her. Sybil hated when I asked her a lot
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