

Meanwhile in Paris... I remind of these times... The Holy Templars, the Holy Crusades... I just can't seem to leave it behind, even after 800 years. Those were the times; the war against the heathen in the name of God, and for His glory... Even now that I am supposedly damned, I can't seem to be able to let go of my vows. Even now that I became a monster; in appearance and in my acts... A vampire they called me. A demon. Doomed to go in Hell after I die. Still, I live only to repent myself of my past sins. My living sins and my undead ones. I pray everyday. I confess every week. For 800 years after my death I continue to have the same faith I had whileMeanwhile in Paris...
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