Prologue:
One More Night To Live
I am not an ordinary human being.
I suppose I would be ordinary if you had the strength to look past my eyes.
They are the eyes of a wolf.
The eyes of a traitor,
and they reflect like mirrors
back to the time I met HIM.
Yes.
It was him.
I believe all this began with him.
No.
It DID all begin with him.
The man I loved,
the man I despised,
and the man I lost over two hundred years ago.
You thought I'd forgotten,
Didn't you?
I suppose the dead can still be afflicted by memories.
I suppose the dead
can still remember the PAIN they caused a person.
I wish I had one more night to live,
to tell you the full story.
I suppose that is what brought you here.
But, for your sake
I'll use my final breaths
to tell you the story,
On my final night to live.
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