Prologue
The Damned -- Regret

Vampires. They are the damned. The ones who are to spend eternity in a fiery hell, forever contemplating whether or not their decision was the right one. An immortal life is a very splendid, sought after thing, but is it really worth it? To be fated to spend eternity in torment, is an immortal life worth that? All mortals wish to be immortal, but when they become so, they wish to become mortal again. They wish to see the sunrise and walk among the lilies and roses, basking the warmth of the sun's rays.
At least that's what I wish for. I wish to see the sun rise above puffy white clouds, and to watch as its rays hit the beads of dew upon the blades of grass, creating a wonderful rainbow in total reach of my curious hand. How I wish for that, how I long to be mortal again. How I wish for it, and know that it was my own ignorance, my own stupidity, and my own greed that cursed me to spend eternity in this torment.
Forgive me my ill manners, I've forgotten to introduce myself. My name is Adrian -- Adrian Hartford, and I am a vampire. I'm not a pure vampire, as I wasn't born one, I chose to become a vampire. I chose to become one of the damned, and now I regret it. How I've come to regret it, and moreso how I've come to realize that I am not only damned to spend eternity as a vampire, living off of others like a leech, like a parasite, but I am also damned to spend eternity regretting my decision. Regretting the night that I took her into my arms, and threw away my entire life. How I was blind.