I wanted you since I was born

The scent of destiny

A humid summer night after the rainy season has passed.

The city's air was always murky, and the smell of human blood was obscured and dim.

Raphael was used to that smell.

It had to be familiar. That was his life, his death, his reason for being.

But that night.

He took on something unfamiliar.

A scent that came mixed in with the spicy wind.


A deep, rich, sticky scent.

It was blood.

But it wasn't just human blood.

Blood of Destiny.

My body suddenly reacted so violently that I couldn't hide it.


He stopped.

In the middle of the street, in the darkness of an empty alley, his eyes glowed coldly.

Reason whispered.

"now Run away ."

Instinct screamed.

"Now , that Blood Take it ."

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She was an ordinary human being.
Just a typical college student you see anywhere.

However, she is the only one who thinks that way.

She had an appearance that would make anyone look back at her at least once.

dark night,
There was nothing special about her sitting on a bench in front of the library and reading a book.


But the blood flowing inside it twisted all of Raphael's instincts.

He took a deep breath as he was right behind her.
An irresistible scent.

As if it was imprinted in his blood from birth, it was meant only for him.

My heart was pounding.

No, the dead heart was writhing in pain.

The moment I saw her neck, I felt thirsty.

Slowly, one step at a time.

A shadow spread from his feet as he approached her.

At that moment, she raised her head.

Our eyes met.

For a moment, it seemed like time had stopped.

Clear, transparent eyes.

She looked up at him with a look of ignorance, a look that said, "Who are you?"

The fact that your very existence, your scent, is destroying someone right now.

Raphael chuckled.

It's been a long time.

I felt an instinct so strong that it couldn't overcome reason.

He turned around.

I passed by her.

But at that moment, a scent in the air caught his attention.

A never-ending longing.
The destiny that has begun.

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Greetings with my first work..!

Please take care of me!