Unknown Creatures

His words infuriated me. I was the first - an original. A creature born of all seven magics and a portion of them dwelled within me. The way I looked, the way I acted, every part of me was precisely right. "You're the freak!" I shouted. "You live only because the blood of a vampire flows in your veins. Don't ever think you're better than me. You're nothing but a whipping boy, a slave to the real master. If not me, then my sister."

He hit my wings this time, and I felt whatever was on the ends bite deep. Then his face was next to mine. "You were born first. That is true. But that doesn't make you better. It makes you old. It makes you inadequate. You refuse to see what is right in front of you. Evolution is the answer to eternal life. Instead of choosing to progress, like the rest of the vampires, you stay like this." He yanked on my hair. "In an ugly, good for nothing body. You could've been so much more. Your sister wants that for you. I want that for you. Now it's too late."

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