Synopsis
I died after being used as a mere tool by the Blood Cult.
In my final moments, I sank my fangs into the neck of the human who had controlled me and let out a bitter sigh.
If only I had more time… I would have taken revenge on those Blood Cult bastards.
And then, I was given a second chance.
“Ascension? They can give that to the dogs for all I care.”
If I can destroy those Blood Cult fiends—whose very existence is a sin—then I don’t need ascension. I’ll gladly give it up.
