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Her words reminded him so of her age. A simple minded child was unable to grasp the dark wonders the world had to offer. She failed to recognize Haku for what he really was, and she wished to know his ways because she did not want to please her mother. That was not it at all. One needed to thirst—to hunger for the souls of the living. There was great pleasure to be taken when the blue eyed monster went in for a kill, but in the very end it was a necessity—his drug. Blood polluted by different genes were not an issue at all, but the purity of the blood could turn down the candidate, turn them from an apprentice and into a victim to temporarily quench Haku’s undying thirst for the red substance. There were many things he could teach the little child, but he could not see the taint within her, only a stubborn child, blue eyed about the world. ”That’s not good enough.” The man warned dully as yellowing fangs hovered dangerously close to her pretty little face. She was lovely, and the dark hearted creature ached to taste her again.
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