Taste of blood

Yeoju's point of view

Today was a lonely day, as always.

I think I felt even lonelier because I was alone in this unnecessarily large mansion.

I was getting hungry and was about to get up to eat a blood pack when I smelled human blood at the mansion door.

A smell that I haven't smelled in a long time, a smell that I shouldn't smell.

It was enough to make the vampire lose his reason.

I flew.

Fast enough to believe it was almost teleportation, and even faster.

As I approached the door, the smell grew stronger and stronger, and I finally lost the thread of reason that was slowly fading away.

I don't remember what happened next, because I literally lost all sense of reason.

There's just one thing I remember

I pushed a man who was shaking with fear.

I don't know why that happened.

If I drank that person's blood, did I eat it or not?

It was an action that I couldn't understand even in my thoughts.

And then, without realizing it, I held the person who had collapsed and opened the door to the mansion that no one but me had been able to enter for 967 years.

I wondered who that person was that moved my heart like this.