[Requiem] Forgotten how to feel

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The man with the face of a child but the mind of something far beyond human sat down and began to think on his duty. Once more he had confined a dammed to death, twice in 85 hours 21 minutes 17 seconds. He looked at the blade that he had been gifted and tossed it away and instead drew an arrow. Could he feel pain again? Could he feel anything again? He drew his bow and shot it upwards and rapidly drew another trying to shoot the first with the second. Dozens of times he tried, every time he failed. He then shut his eyes and began to think of all the lies he told. How he truly felt about so many, the beauty he saw, the horror just behind it. It had to end, and it would end now. He drew a knife and plunged it through his heart, blood dripped down his chest and he could feel his soul seeping out and rushing towards the next incarnation.

The kindred woke up almost sweating, looking at the ghoul with the stake in his hand having just pulled it from his masters heart after the research performed. Softly he spoke two words that if any one heard they would truly be afraid

I understand