[It's a lot to process, but Wolf is quietly grateful that he's been able to learn and understand the pitfalls of his kind from those wiser and more experienced than he.]
It is a madness that overtakes us, in many possible forms. So it can be hard to tell.
The most reliable way, though, is our reflections. I still have a reflection, though faded, and I am...mostly sane. I remember the man I was before I died, and have kept most of my humanity.
Older vampires lose their reflections completely as they decline. A vampire that does not appear in the mirror is usually very dangerous indeed, there is nothing left of the human within them. They become cold and cruel, or frighteningly capricious. Others give in to constant, unreasonable bloodlust. Some simply fade, overtaken by ennui.
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It is a madness that overtakes us, in many possible forms. So it can be hard to tell.
The most reliable way, though, is our reflections. I still have a reflection, though faded, and I am...mostly sane. I remember the man I was before I died, and have kept most of my humanity.
Older vampires lose their reflections completely as they decline. A vampire that does not appear in the mirror is usually very dangerous indeed, there is nothing left of the human within them. They become cold and cruel, or frighteningly capricious. Others give in to constant, unreasonable bloodlust. Some simply fade, overtaken by ennui.