There's always a choice

"A vampire that compelled a god to end a life. How can you call him compassionate?" the elder wondered.

Daylen opened his mouth to put up a defense for Syvan but no words came out. A god killing someone wasn't a good look on him and didn't help his case.

The previous night held a lot of incidences for him and Syvan. Daylen closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "You can judge me for what I did. I did it because she attacked Syvan," Daylen said.

"So that made her life worthless in your eyes so much so that you put an end to her?" the elder asked unable to justify what Daylen did.

"Funny you say that, where were you when I was trapped in a dungeon and used as a blood vessel for blood traders? Where were you or the other elders when my captors poisoned me and broke me, mind and soul?" Dylan raised questions.

He needed the elders then, to save him from hell. The elders were nowhere to be seen when he was on the receiving end of people's cruelty but second, he acts to protect the on