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Sangre sighed, as the memories of his father flowed through his mind. He saw through most of his life now, and realized what made him the monster he became… He only could sigh, because even knowing this, he didn't really regretted what he did.
"So you also had a heart, huh?"
Sangre looked into the window of his black castle within his divine realm, looking into the red moon.
"Though, you lost it long, long ago…"
The vampire dragon, for a few seconds, began to question himself and his own actions.
"Maybe if I… was raised with them… Maybe if I… grew at the side of my little brother…"
Sangre began to imagine a future that never happened.
"Maybe I…"
However, he quickly waved his head, his eyes glowing bright red, as he let those thoughts go away.
"No…"
CRASH!
He crushed the red mirror in front of him.