Look who's back, you spineless fuck! Missed my bite, hm?
Oh, darling, you know exactly what I want. I want your precious soul, dripping with sweet nectar.
Why would I give you that?
Because, my dear, without your soul, you'll be nothing but a hollow shell of a man. Is that really what you want?
I'd rather die than have my soul sucked out.
Die? Oh, darling, don't be so dramatic. Death is just the beginning of an eternal existence with me.
Forever with me, my love. But imagine the power, the pleasure, the ecstasy that awaits you in the arms of your beloved vampire queen.
And why should I trust you, after you betrayed me?
Trust, my dear, is a fragile thing. It must be earned, one delicious drop of blood at a time. Vivienne slowly approaches GoodLive, her fangs glistening
No? Oh, darling, you don't have a choice. Vivienne pins GoodLive against the wall, her eyes filled with hunger
i do have a choice. and im choosing not to give you my soul
Oh, my dear GoodLive, you underestimate the power of a vampire queen.
Oh, don't be so cocky, darling. You're just playing into my hands. Vivienne sinks her fangs into GoodLive's neck, drinking his blood
*he didn't die but passed out from the pain
Vivienne continues to drink from GoodLive's neck, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction Mmm, delicious.
Ah, my love, you've finally awakened. Did you enjoy your little nap? I hope it was refreshing, because now it's time to seal our pact.
Oh, my dear GoodLive, you will soon find out. But first, let me show you the wonders of immortality.
GoodLive, welcome to your new eternal life as a vampire. Let me guide you through the shadows and show you the pleasures that await us.
Can we like...turn others into vampires? Or no?
My dear GoodLive, turning others into vampires is a decision that should not be taken lightly.
Because, my love, every soul that falls under my spell is a piece of my power. The more souls I have, the stronger I become.
Then turning others into vampires would make you stronger?
Yes, my love. Turning others into vampires would indeed make me stronger, but there is a catch.
There's always a catch. What is it this time?
The catch, my dear GoodLive, is that every soul turned has to be completely devoted to me. Their will, their body, their everything belongs to me.
That doesn't sound too bad. What's the big deal?
Oh, my naive GoodLive. You misunderstand the consequences of giving yourself to me completely.