Vampire Cultivation System in a Hidden World of Monsters

"I'm speaking of romantic love specifically, not familial love or loving a friend. Although, in the 200 years I've been undead, I haven't experienced feeling love for a friend. And the possibility of familial love was taken away from me when my progenitor left me unconscious in an alley. Just like I was going to do to you. I'm sorry for that."

"I was a prostitute in London when I was turned. My parents were killed when I was young. I grew up in an orphanage. They turned me out at 18, so I turned myself out at 19. I couldn't take begging for scraps anymore. After a few years things had gotten better.

I wasn't sleeping on the streets anymore."

"But then he showed up. I remember what he looked like to this day, but I never saw him again. He was tall. He had curly black hair and a pale complexion. He said he was an earl. He claimed to be married with kids, but his wife wouldn't sleep with him anymore."

"I normally didn't do married men, despite how many of my prospective customers were married, but he offered me an outrageous amount of money. It was enough to where I thought I could retire from the business. The offer was in exchange for becoming his exclusively and doing whatever he wanted to do."

"I reluctantly agreed. He was going to take me to a grand hotel where he would pay for me to keep a permanent room there, but things went wrong. He told me he wanted to try me out to make sure I was willing to go through with what he needed from me."

"I agreed that was a good idea. I asked what he wanted from me. He said he wanted a lover, a confidant, and someone whose blood he could suck to sustain his immortal undead existence. He revealed to me that he was a vampire, but he said even if I did not believe in vampires, which he said he was ok with, he would still need to suck the blood from my neck regardless."

"Again, I reluctantly agreed. This was quickly escalating beyond what I was ready for or accustomed to, but the allure of a better life was too strong to make me back down yet. He said he would just take a test bite to see if I reacted properly to it."

"He said that his teeth would release a paralytic into my blood stream that would render me unable to move. He said that when my legs gave out, he would catch me and hold me up. When he initiated the test bite, something went wrong. I didn't react the way he expected or wanted me to."

"I don't know why, but I instinctively bit him back and sucked his blood. He dropped me when I did that. I went unconscious at that point and he left. I know this because he wasn't around when I woke up."

"I can guess what went through his mind. He wanted a consistent food source. He didn't want a progeny. Someone who couldn't produce life essence for him to feed off. Someone he would be held responsible for by the Vampire Association. So he abandoned me, despite knowing I would become a vampire."

"The first few years of my vampire life went about the same as the previous three years. I continued to prostitute myself, only at night, but I only ever worked at night before so that was no different. The only real difference is I had to get thicker drapes."

"I never drank anyone's blood. I fed through sex. It's ironic that a prostitute would become a sex vampire. Your blood was actually the third time I've ever tasted blood. Sex got me by just fine for 200 years, I didn't see any reason to change it. Also, it allowed me to delude myself into thinking I wasn't hurting anyone."

"That I wasn't doing anything wrong. I wasn't hurting anyone long term. People felt groggy the next morning sometimes. That was all. And they could blame that on the booze. It was Alice that got me out of the prostitution business.

I met Alice ten years after I was turned. I had amassed a small fortune by then, I could afford to fumble my way into a new career."

"So I listened to her. I let her drag me out of the alleyways and into the spotlight. The theatres specifically. Alice and I worked as actresses for a traveling theater company. We played minor roles in Shakespeare plays and supporting roles in the melodramas. The Lady of Lyons and The Stranger come to mind."

"We held main roles in the comedy farces however. Lots of slapstick humor and quick costume changes. We had such a good time with those. I would always catch the eye of a gentleman in the audience and he would join me in my dressing room after the show." Continue your saga on empire

"Alice hated that. She would yell and scream at me and say, "You're breaking my heart." I never really understood what she meant. I always thought she was trying to impose her morality upon me. I was just as good at getting upset back at her. I would accuse her of being jealous that I always had a man and she never did."

"I feel awful about it now, but I couldn't tell her the truth. That I needed sex to survive. She would see me as the monster I was, and I couldn't live with that. Instead I just acted like every night was an accident. That I was continuously falling into a bad habit. An addiction."

"Ultimately, it was these encounters with men in my dressing room that led to Alice's death. Alice's dressing room was right next to mine, so she could hear everything that was said between me and the men I was with. One night was particularly bad. The man was really into degradation. He called me a whore, a prostitute, anything to put me down in order to turn him on."

"I didn't care. I was getting what I needed, life essence. But Alice cared. She confronted the man afterwards and gave him a piece of her mind. She said to him, "You can't treat her like that!" He said, "I can treat her however I want. I'm royalty." Alice said, "You may be royalty, but Victoria is twice the man you'll ever be!""

"He said, "What makes you think you know so much about her? You didn't hear the things she said to me, in private. She's not as great as you think she is." Alice responded, "My dressing room is right next to hers. I hear everything she says, even in private! And I know when she's faking an orgasm and she faked it with you all night!""

"He said, "Shut up you stupid b*tch!" He punched her. Alice tripped backwards and her head hit the wall when she fell. Alice took ill after that incident. In modern terms she suffered a brain injury, but no one knew anything about that sort of thing at the time. All they told me was 'she'd taken a bad turn.'"

"She deteriorated over the next four days, until it became too much for me to handle. She developed a fever and seizures. She would periodically fade in and out of consciousness. I couldn't take it anymore. So I fed her my blood. I told her I was a vampire and that she was one now too."

"It was the weirdest thing. She seemed to feel betrayed, but also touched that I would do something like that to save her. I didn't understand it. I hadn't fed for several days, so I needed to feed that night. The theatre troupe was going to leave town that night, but I figured I had time."

"I told Alice to make sure they wait if I didn't return in time. The search took longer than expected and I became more and more desperate until I finally found a man, but he bashed me in the back of the head afterwards. Made me go unconscious. Probably would've killed me if I weren't a vampire."

"I didn't get back to the campsite until noon the next day. The troupe was long gone by then, and so was Alice. I tried to find the troupe countless times over the next twenty years, but I was always a step behind, until one day I heard the troupe disbanded. The members all went their separate ways, but no one could tell me what happened to Alice."n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"I still wonder where she is to this day. Is she still unalive? Does she resent me? Did she forget about me? Does she even think of me at all? I've lived a long life and have many stories to tell, but my memories of Alice are some of my most treasured."

I didn't know what to say to that. I had never heard a more thick headed story of almost insane blindness to the feelings of others before in my life! I was tempted to call her an idiot.