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'Ah… fuck me.' Alan thought as he felt like banging his head against the wall right at that very moment, it felt like the world had just decided to slam another ton of bricks right on top of his head and told him to deal with it once again.
'Last time it was whatever the fuck Joana was and...
"There's something that I didn't tell you before about this morning, since well I couldn't really tell you about the supernatural stuff. I actually saw something as I was heading towards the school." Alan said as he stopped walking around and looked back towards Alice once more, having made up...
'She… doesn't remember anything at all, what must that feel like? What must knowing nothing feel like? I already… suffer so much from knowing nothing about the system, and thats only a part of my life, a large part of my life now but still… I know who I am, I know what I want, I know what I want...
"It… It does suck… it sucks a lot actually." Alice replied as her tone of voice completely changed for but a moment as she lowered her gaze back towards the ground, her expression had turned even more somber than it had before, it was clearly… not something that she had managed to admit lightly...
Both of the zombies arms had turned into a completely different color, from the sickly greenish hue to a complete black, the arms were no longer covered by fragile skin but rather by some kind of hard chitin-like material that was completely black in colour and seemed to only slightly reflect...
"I'm a vampire"
The words resonated inside of Alan's mind, he had known, he had known and yet hearing it directly coming out of her mouth in such a blunt statement still did its rounds on his thoughts, he hadn't expected it to be stated so simply, so factually.
'I thought… I thought that...
Time seemed to pass without the zombie even noticing it, too lost inside of its own mind.
Finally after what appeared to be both an instant and an uminaginably long time at the same time, the zombie… finally came to a stop as it eyes widened further than they had ever before as it gazed at the...
"Yeah… I guess I have to now. I didn't really want to have this conversation… and I didn't want you to see those either." Alice replied softly after a moment of silence that felt longer than it had any right to be.
"Yeah… I'd appreciate knowing why you have those… uh cool paintings just a bit...
Arriving at the last door in the hallway, Alan slowly lifted his hand and grabbed the door handle before slowly pulling it down and opening the door.
Taking a step into the room, his eyes were instantly filled with the sight of tens if not more paintings and drawings, ranging from oil...
The zombie had already lost all truly sentient thought by the time that the sharp rock was inside its hand and yet instinctively, the mangled undead corpse still knew that it had to use the rock if it wanted its chances of gaining any sort of meat to feed its hunger to grow.
With the sharp...
And just as she had expected, Rosalie stood up on her feet from her seated position on the couch almost instantly, her eyes narrowing and the amber glow similarly fading from her eyes almost instantly, her hands clenching into fists as she stared towards Alice, with what could only be called...
'I… become stronger when I eat something else? That… vore skill what does it do exactly? That was what let me get stronger by eating right?' The zombie thought to itself as it thought back to what had happened.
As soon as that thought passed through his mind, the other unique skill in his...
It was at that moment as he was still in complete and utter confusion that the small green, half chewed up zombie noticed something else… it was a small sound that rang out in the complete darkness of the cave that it had found itself waking up inside of.
'What… what was that?' He thought as...
Seated around the white leather couches in the living room of the mansion were the rest of the Cullen Coven.
Esme walked towards them and then swiftly stopped as soon as she reached Carlisle Cullen who was seated on the right side of the living room.
Opposite to the two of them were...
That's Rosalie. And Yeah, I plan on going way more into detail with the mansion and the specific rooms for each of the characters. I'm glad that you liked it. <3