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Drinking from a cup of vampire blood, her body underwent a painful transformation.
The warmth of her body was lost forever.
She couldn't taste anything; everything tasted like sandpaper except blood.
Blood. She craved blood so badly.
It was driving her insane.
But the money.
She finally had money!
Money!
Money, money, money, money, money!!!
That was all that mattered!
With money, everyone is happy!
They live fulfilling lives, happily ever after!
Money creates happiness. Money makes people prosper.
She became obsessed with money.
She did the unthinkable: hunting innocent hunters with "potential" or "strength."
As they screamed.
As they attacked her.
As they cried in horror.
For her daughters…
Jessica…
She lost her humanity.
And everything else no longer mattered.
How many people died by her hands?
Just how many had their blood drained until they became horrendous, wailing ghouls?
She couldn't even remember the number anymore.
