His blood had the flavor of memories. I felt it enter in me like a wave bittersweet ... I cried, and screamed, before sinking my teeth into the neck of Ichiru. And I continued to cry as I fed on him, while I was doing mine his life. Tears on my lips mingled with blood ... I felt all the pain, the anger, the sadness that my brother had felt over the years, but I also sensed his affection, the affection that I believed dead forever, hopelessly lost, and that instead had never stopped beating in our hearts.
"Live and realize your purpose ..." he told me, his voice broken by the typical tiredness of someone about to leave this life. And his life,