“Sorry, Molly. I tried my best to change you, but I failed,” Damian shed a tear. He didn’t know that Molly was an artificial vampire and had no soul. “Now, you’ve gone somewhere too far for me to do anything.” He felt his heart growing heavy. Even though Molly had done some crazy things, the times they spent together were very special memories for him.

Damian turned toward the distant tower. His gaze slowly but surely sharpened.

“Now there’s only one hurdle left. The man that has turned you into a monster when you were young,” Damian’s eyes turned blue. “He’s also tried to make me terrify and kill children. That’s when I ran away from him.” He remembered Amaal extracting pink and violet colored liquids from the kids and giving them to him and Jezz Bell when they were young. Jezz Bell drank the liquids from the vials, but Damian didn’t. Because Damian avoided drinking human blood from a very young age, even the packaged blood, he had to drink monster blood growing up. This polluted his