Suikoden Fan Fiction ❯ The Legend of Vampire Forest ❯ Prologue ( Chapter 1 )
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By: Bonnie E 
Anime/Manga: Suikoden Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 05.10.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 978 | Visits: 294 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Suikoden Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 05.10.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 978 | Visits: 294 | Status: Completed
Prologue
"A knight without honour is no longer alive." -- Medieval saying
"Long ago, there was the Blue Moon Rune, one of the 27 True Runes. Hidden in a cave, the rune stayed alone for several centuries. It longed for a master, for it had never had one. Its desire for blood became unbearable. So when a helpless young woman came across it, the rune selected her to be its master. She lost her mortal life and absorbed the rune, being transformed into a vampire. For many years the world was plagued by her insatiable need for human blood. Many lives were lost in her slaughter.
Eventually, the young woman gained control over the rune and discovered how she could survive without feeding on the blood of humans. But her strength over the rune still wavered and she didn't trust herself not to become a monster again. She found an abandoned cabin deep in the woods and holed herself up there for many centuries, living alone.
Over time, people in despair, in search of salvation and a chance to heal their hearts gathered there and became vampires, giving up their previous lives to start anew. Basked in the light of the Blue Moon Rune, they lived on peacefully, without the need to feed on blood."
It was a fascinating tale. I wasn't sure exactly how much truth there was in the old man's words, for I'd only ever heard tales of vampires being spoken with great suspicion and fear.
"If that's true, do you suppose the village is still there?" I asked. I had to know.
The old sage shook his head. "Several centuries ago, something happened. The vampires attacked this village and then fled in many different directions. We since have heard whispers of vampires appearing all over the world, and none of the tales have been favorable. We can only suppose that the true rune began longing for blood again. It's possible some of the vampire village remains, but we have not seen a vampire in this village for centuries."
"None of you have been to the village yourselves? Seen it with your own eyes?"
"Not for several centuries. It is several days travel once inside the forest, and even so, the brush is very dense. An unskilled traveller could easily get lost in an attempt to find it. Every so often, a traveller will come along and attempt to find the village. But never have any of them returned. We are uncertain what fate befalls them. Whether they get lost and perish or find the village and become one of them...we can't know for sure."
I sat back, thinking about what the elder of Toki village had told me. "People in despair, in search of salvation and a chance to heal their hearts would gather there..."
If anyone needed to find salvation in this world...
I continued on, trying to ignore the cold wind that was blowing through my tattered robes. How long had it been since I'd been able to replace them? How long had it been since I'd lost everything? Now I wish I'd at least been able to afford a warm coat. I didn't anticipate this forest would be so cold.
I looked before me and saw what looked like a glen in the distance. The sunlight shone through the forest canopy, exposing what looked like it could be a village. With my last burst of strength, I bolted towards it, hoping that I'd finally found my place to forget my old life.
As I first beheld it, my heart sunk.
"I-Is this...the place?" I whispered to myself.
Nothing. All that remained were the dilapidating stone frames of log buildings and a cracking monument in the middle of the glen. It obviously hadn't been inhabited in centuries.
There were no more vampires here. There was no salvation...no healed hearts. I would be forever broken. My soul forever guilty for its horrible sin.
I fell to the ground next to a tree and leaned back on its trunk, completely drained of energy. I'd used it all up in getting here, and now I had almost no food and water left to survive the long trek back to the village. Not that I'd go even if I could.
A bright blue light emitted from my bag, reminding me of my sin, mocking me. I cursed the light for a moment. "You will not save me. I won't allow you to this time."
So this was the end of my journey. Fitting. A lonely, broken village to match my dishonoured heart.
Louis Keeferson...A cowardly man...a fallen knight. And in the end, nobody would miss me. That was better for the world, anyway.
I closed my eyes. Here I would let the world take me wherever it desired.
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A/N: For once, I actually don't have anything to say, except that this is the first story in a long time that I've actually finished without a long pause in writing.
Obligatory Disclaimer: No part of Suikoden belongs to me. None of these characters even belong to me (as much as I'd like Nash for myself...OOPS! Bit of a spoiler there! Sorry...) The history of the Suikoworld does not belong to me. So, basically, I stole it all to write this fic. Please don't sue me, Konami. I wuv you guys...but learn how to translate your games properly, m'kay? Less confusion for everyone.
"A knight without honour is no longer alive." -- Medieval saying
"Long ago, there was the Blue Moon Rune, one of the 27 True Runes. Hidden in a cave, the rune stayed alone for several centuries. It longed for a master, for it had never had one. Its desire for blood became unbearable. So when a helpless young woman came across it, the rune selected her to be its master. She lost her mortal life and absorbed the rune, being transformed into a vampire. For many years the world was plagued by her insatiable need for human blood. Many lives were lost in her slaughter.
Eventually, the young woman gained control over the rune and discovered how she could survive without feeding on the blood of humans. But her strength over the rune still wavered and she didn't trust herself not to become a monster again. She found an abandoned cabin deep in the woods and holed herself up there for many centuries, living alone.
Over time, people in despair, in search of salvation and a chance to heal their hearts gathered there and became vampires, giving up their previous lives to start anew. Basked in the light of the Blue Moon Rune, they lived on peacefully, without the need to feed on blood."
It was a fascinating tale. I wasn't sure exactly how much truth there was in the old man's words, for I'd only ever heard tales of vampires being spoken with great suspicion and fear.
"If that's true, do you suppose the village is still there?" I asked. I had to know.
The old sage shook his head. "Several centuries ago, something happened. The vampires attacked this village and then fled in many different directions. We since have heard whispers of vampires appearing all over the world, and none of the tales have been favorable. We can only suppose that the true rune began longing for blood again. It's possible some of the vampire village remains, but we have not seen a vampire in this village for centuries."
"None of you have been to the village yourselves? Seen it with your own eyes?"
"Not for several centuries. It is several days travel once inside the forest, and even so, the brush is very dense. An unskilled traveller could easily get lost in an attempt to find it. Every so often, a traveller will come along and attempt to find the village. But never have any of them returned. We are uncertain what fate befalls them. Whether they get lost and perish or find the village and become one of them...we can't know for sure."
I sat back, thinking about what the elder of Toki village had told me. "People in despair, in search of salvation and a chance to heal their hearts would gather there..."
If anyone needed to find salvation in this world...
I continued on, trying to ignore the cold wind that was blowing through my tattered robes. How long had it been since I'd been able to replace them? How long had it been since I'd lost everything? Now I wish I'd at least been able to afford a warm coat. I didn't anticipate this forest would be so cold.
I looked before me and saw what looked like a glen in the distance. The sunlight shone through the forest canopy, exposing what looked like it could be a village. With my last burst of strength, I bolted towards it, hoping that I'd finally found my place to forget my old life.
As I first beheld it, my heart sunk.
"I-Is this...the place?" I whispered to myself.
Nothing. All that remained were the dilapidating stone frames of log buildings and a cracking monument in the middle of the glen. It obviously hadn't been inhabited in centuries.
There were no more vampires here. There was no salvation...no healed hearts. I would be forever broken. My soul forever guilty for its horrible sin.
I fell to the ground next to a tree and leaned back on its trunk, completely drained of energy. I'd used it all up in getting here, and now I had almost no food and water left to survive the long trek back to the village. Not that I'd go even if I could.
A bright blue light emitted from my bag, reminding me of my sin, mocking me. I cursed the light for a moment. "You will not save me. I won't allow you to this time."
So this was the end of my journey. Fitting. A lonely, broken village to match my dishonoured heart.
Louis Keeferson...A cowardly man...a fallen knight. And in the end, nobody would miss me. That was better for the world, anyway.
I closed my eyes. Here I would let the world take me wherever it desired.
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A/N: For once, I actually don't have anything to say, except that this is the first story in a long time that I've actually finished without a long pause in writing.
Obligatory Disclaimer: No part of Suikoden belongs to me. None of these characters even belong to me (as much as I'd like Nash for myself...OOPS! Bit of a spoiler there! Sorry...) The history of the Suikoworld does not belong to me. So, basically, I stole it all to write this fic. Please don't sue me, Konami. I wuv you guys...but learn how to translate your games properly, m'kay? Less confusion for everyone.