Chapter 117

Killing was fun, killing no matter how ironic it sounded made you feel alive. Vampires, being stuck in an endless eternity, were always tempted by such extreme actions. Life didn't matter. All you could seek was the rush of the moment, the sound of a loud heartbeat just to forget you were numb, just to think you existed, that you weren't just a shadow that was cursed to walk amongst the living until the end of time. 

Many vampires killed with no reason. They sought that excitement they couldn't get from anywhere else. Bloodbound was just a place to exist and nothing more. The killings that took place every night showed perfectly clear that it was no longer a safe haven but a battle ground. 

Kai had been a part of this scheme, this carnival of blood for a while in his life. He had seen fountains and rivers of blood, he had seen twisted smiles as he smiled back and he had felt the thrill of being powerful. It was almost addicting, the sensation of existing.