I have been.... trying to do so. To learn to express myself healthily. There have been moments where I have felt.... stable, almost. But even still, I feel my emotions roiling, begging to surge upward and through me.

......I do. Try as I might to temper the urge, to suppress it, it yet remains, despite myself.

One day, I fear what measure of control I manage to maintain may simply..... burst. As everything else does....

Hmhm. Thus far, that remains true.... but it goes beyond that. No matter the incarnation, it seems I retain an urge to kill and destroy. Some embrace it, others fight it. Yet others find themselves unable to resist it. It is a commonality of my existence, it seems.

Indeed..... I have met several of myself, as well. Even beyond my own other selves. Some older, some younger. Some different in unexpected ways. And yet, certain consistencies made themselves apparent.

....some things are unavoidable, I suppose.

You know her....? Admittedly, I was given her name by.... another party. I wanted the challenge, and she served the role quite nicely.

I wonder if she would be open to a rematch... such resilience and eagerness is rare to see in the surface world.

Quite so..... but then, we are vampires. Our faces need not reflect our age.

[[I CAN, YOU CAN, WE CAN DO ANYTHING]]

.....that's acceptable.

It sounds freeing. To worry not for the small, and allow yourself to run rampant without fear of punishment. To be free to frolic without care for those caught in my path....

But.... this peace is nice, as well.

Please keep it to yourself.... if someone dies, they will likely blame me.

I wouldn't advise it. They have a tendency to be rather.... volatile.