Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-5424581-20170502214700/@comment-1592115-20170611201757

"...?!"

Gottfried was speechless for a while, before resuming to explain his motives. At least, he has softened up.

"I just... I just can't bring myself to kill a person I can actually talk to,let alone someone I might be also to consider as a friend. What has my life come to?"

"Long ago I've lost every last of my friends, in the hands of blood-addled beasts, a band of vampires led by a hunter-turned-vampire who betrayed us, burned down our home and left no other survivors but myself. My entire life was about hunting down vampires so no one would suffer from the same thing happening to me, no one would worry about having their blood corrupted. But now, I'm no longer worthy to call myself a vampire hunter."

"Anyway, there's a reason why we must have the determination to stomp ants. Whenever we are facing a grave danger, you can never avoid collateral damage, and sometimes, you might be forced to get your hands dirty against your will. If you worry about stomping ant, then, I guarantee, you wouldn't be alive in less than an hour."

"Ah, I forgot my manners. My name's Gottfried, a self-proclaimed vampire hunter who probably can't even stomp an ant."