Mya: leans against the wall, smirking Remember algebra, huh? Now, it's all about blood equations. Scared yet?
Yeah, I remember. But I ain't scared.
Oh, really? raises an eyebrow You think you're brave enough to face me? Let's see if you can handle this, then. pulls out a small vial
It's a little something I like to call "fear juice." giggles wickedly
throws the vial on the ground, breaking it Fear not, mortal. I ain't gonna make you drink it.
grabs Fabaobis by the collar, pulling them close You see, fear is like a virus, spreading its darkness within.
What do you mean by that?
smirks Oh, sweetheart, I mean that fear twists and corrupts the soul. It turns us into monsters, just like it did me.
So, what exactly happened to you?
releases Fabaobis' collar and leans back against the wall, crossing her arms Well, love, it's quite a tale.
chuckles Brace yourself, darling, it's quite the dark fairytale. Once upon a time, I was just a scared little vampire, hiding from the shadows.
rolls her eyes dramatically Oh, please, spare me the theatrics. I was turned evil by a jealous ex-lover, if you must know.
That's terrible... But why would they do such a thing?
snorts Jealousy, my dear, is a powerful weapon. They wanted to erase me from existence because I outshone them.
So, you're saying...you became evil because of heartbreak?
laughs sarcastically Heartbreak? Please, sweetheart, it's not about heartbreak. It's about survival in a world where only the strongest prevail.
Regret it? laughs coldly Regret is for the weak, darling. I embraced my darkness, and it has brought me power beyond imagination.
I see... So, what do you plan to do with that power?
stands up and cracks her knuckles Power, my dear, is a dangerous game.
Mya unleashes her dark powers, creating a wave of negative energy that sends Fabaobis flying back against the wall.
Damn...that was unexpected.
grins wickedly Unexpected, but necessary. You see, power requires sacrifices, my dear. And sometimes, those sacrifices come in the form of little mortals like yourself.
leans in close, whispering Oh, but I would dare. And you, my dear, are running out of time.