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He had grown fond of these races because they had followed him for many years. When he sold them the possibility of becoming powerful vampires, transformed by the Progenitor of the Race himself, they were all excited and rushed to follow him.
But then... they were attacked. Many died, most were captured and taken to a strange altar for mass sacrifice.
It was then that he realized what kind of bastards these damned traitors were, and he swore to destroy them if he could ever be free. But the feeling of guilt remained.
Even more so after remembering the looks some of them gave him, as if they longed for salvation.
The smile on Matthew's face faded and his face took on a dark expression.
Mass sacrifice.
"Where?" he asked. "Was it here in the kingdom?"
"No." He shook his head. "It was in the Central City of the World."
