Alpha's Nala

Theo

Times had changed.

That's all I could think of as I watched the mortals mingled with my people, whom I should note were all creatures of the dark.

Back in the old days, humans feared our existence.

Only at the mention of our name, they would cower away from us and tightly locked their homes at night. For extra precaution, they always have garlic on their bedside table or bound around their necks.

Funny thing.

Through the years, as the fear grew inside of them, resulting in clouding their minds, they started to fight back with stakes and crosses.

I chuckled at the idea.

Little did they know, those things have no effect on us.

Let alone, kill us…

For over a millennium, there's no vampires — nor witches — reported dead because of the above-mentioned weapons.

We are immune to all of it; Hollywood's movie version doesn't justify any of our weaknesses.

I don't even know if they know any of it...

Until a century ago, they started reciting stories.

By now, I could tell how perplexed you are about the idea of stories being our drawback...

It's unusual and a unique approach, to be honest, but it's the most effective weapon in human history that could actually harm us.

How?

Stories about our weakness, and coming from thy lips of a human, makes us mortal.

It could start off with someone saying that a stake could stop a vampire's heartbeat or holy water to burn a vampire's skin. When a new individual heard about it and told someone else, and that someone else delivered the same story to another, and so on, the tale about the disadvantages becomes true.

I don't know if it's the power in telling or the strong belief of the human heart that makes it real, but it's there.

It's fatal and dangerous, and it's destroying my race to no end…

hide my kind

I admit that. Though, seeing how famous our fictions of weakness are and

I waited in the dark for the fantasies to die down until the mortals no longer believed in it — as we had never been real

that's how

of it any longer, or if

decade and for another civilization to be established

no trouble anymore and discovering my people were suffering due to the lack of permanent residences and food, I started building my empire from

It wasn't easy though...

past years; had to watched different plagues sweep the world, and even observed technologies improved and ultimately

of my favorite. It was one

do that, but I

my virtue,

the same individual that was helping me

meetings occurred multiple times in a year and surely, they would question me at one point,

I had

a

of life was a curse rather than

an option

go back in time and tell my

they are destined

grateful that I have provided my people's needs and performed what was expected of

all that matters to me… my

husky voice started, “But what really interests me now

the owner of the voice, I instantly ignored him and remained still

a gust of wind and

to ignore a soul,” he pointed out, making

you ever had a soul, Raul?” I asked and glanced

gasped and quickly placed a hand on his chest. Then, he shot me a

by my middle name — which by the way, I hated so much. And two, you're being so brutal for reminding me that I am dead. That's overkill

rolled my

the

He gasped loudly again.

“You are so cold.”

only shrug my shoulders and kept my eyes locked

again, I heard

mumbled, “Maybe that's the reason why the gods above didn't grant you