I remember the days when I was still human, when the warmth of the sun on my skin brought me joy and the laughter of my daughter filled my heart with happiness. Life was simple then, filled with love and hope for the future. But all of that changed when I was turned into a vampire.
The darkness that consumed me after the transformation was overwhelming. The light in my eyes had dimmed, replaced by a deep emptiness that seemed to swallow me whole. I no longer felt the same connection to the world around me, no longer felt the same love and compassion that had defined me as a human.
My encounter with Erzsebet Báthory only served to deepen the darkness within me. The cruelty and violence that surrounded her, the way she reveled in the pain and suffering of others, it chilled me to the core. And yet, despite my fear and disgust, I found myself drawn to her power, to the allure of the vampire queen.
But even as I struggled with my own transformation, one thing remained constant - my love for my daughter Maria. She was the light in my darkness, the one thing that kept me grounded in a world that seemed to be slipping away from me. I would do anything to protect her, to keep her safe from the horrors that lurked in the shadows.
And so, I fled. I left behind everything I had ever known, seeking refuge in a new land, far from the reach of Erzsebet and her minions. It was there that I met Abbot, the highest clergy representative of the town of Machecoul. He took me in, helped me adjust to my new life as a vampire, and together we built a life for ourselves.
But even as I tried to find peace and solace in my new existence, the darkness within me continued to grow. The hunger for human blood, the predatory instincts that threatened to consume me, they were always there, lurking just beneath the surface. And as much as I tried to fight against them, to hold on to my humanity, I could feel myself slipping further and further into the abyss.
I knew that I was no longer the same person I once was, that the darkness had changed me in ways I could never have imagined. But still, I clung to the hope that somewhere deep within me, the human part of me still existed, still longed for the light and the warmth of the sun.
And so, as I look back on my life as a human, I can't help but feel a sense of longing for the simplicity and innocence that once defined me. But I also know that I can never go back, that the darkness within me has become a part of who I am now. And as much as it pains me to admit it, I know that I must embrace that darkness, that I must learn to live with it, if I am to have any hope of protecting the ones I love.
So I will continue to fight, to struggle against the shadows that threaten to consume me. And I will hold on to the memory of the life I once had, the love and the light that once filled my heart, as a beacon of hope in the darkness that surrounds me.