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The Innkeeper and The Vampire King

Within the small town, Aurora do Vale, sat the simple but famous Silver Moon Inn. Owned by one, Diego da Silva, a retired adventurer with a big smile and charm that could make a princess swoon. His inn was a sanctuary for travelers passing by into the town, seeking food, a drink, a story or a warm bed. His quiet life kept him too busy to even think about going back into those dungeons or seeking adventure like he did in his youth. Diego quite liked the peaceful life. Enter Farah Marcellus LeRoux, the unseen and terrifying Vampire King from the realm of monsters…and he needed a break. The humans that came in day in and day out to try and take his head were getting more and more pathetic. On top of that, he had to rule those meatheaded beasts. So for the first time in his long, long life, he left the demon realm and ventured into the world of humans. His journey brings him to Diego’s inn, and their story begins.

itoade · LGBT+
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55 Chs

I Was So Fucked [Marcellus’ POV]

Their realm fascinated me, yet at the same time, angered me.

I had long, long been forced away from it that the pain of that event had become nothing but a dull ache.

And yet, it fascinated me. They fascinated me.

Their finite lives, their ever changing moods and the constant shifts within their lands.

My world was the same no matter how many years passed. The rare trespassing of one of them was the only form of change within my repetitive days.

It was odd, thinking about how I had lived amongst them at some point. Those were different times and they had been simpler beings.

So simple that they had, at some point, seen me as a god. I had lived with them, shared joys with them, laughed and cried with them, but as with everything to do with them, even that had to change.

I was no longer their god, I was their devil. I was no longer their friend, I was their enemy. I was no longer one of them, I was a monster.