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Name: Madeline Rouge
Date: March 14th, 1751

We can't say where we come from. There are too many theories. Some say that we are created by black magic. Others say that we simply evolved this way. My belief? We have always been here. Many of us find it hard to stay alive when we have no idea where we came from. If we were created, then what was our purpose to be this way? If not, then still, what is our purpose? We want nothing more than to find out who we are. But what if we can't? What if we are meant to roam this world until it's bittersweet end? I want to know. I want to know what to do. Where to go. What to be. Until then, blood is my only way of survival.

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Since this journal entry was found, people have been trying to uncover it's meaning. It was until 1982 that the meaning was discovered when one the creatures was caught killing a man in an alley. For a while, it was kept secret, until the vampires started showing themselves. But only some. By 2005, the public had learned that vampires lived among them in secrecy, and now, there is turmoil. The people don't trust their government to handle the situation as they haven't been able to for hundreds of years. However, there is one thing that gives the humans an advantage... Books, written by vampires that beg for change have given the public entry into their life and how they can be killed. While vampires did this as a sign of generosity, humans have been using it's information to bring about havoc on the vampire race. Now, an inner war seems to be raging as vampires take down all who have the books. With millions of copies around the world, the blood bath continues and so does the burning of the books.