{Music Recommendation: Ancestors Calling Tribal Music by Infinity Realm}
Godly.
Indestructible.
Cursed.
The Vampiras were the first on the island to awaken such powers, and they wasted no time in wielding them. So arrogant, so blinded by their own pride, they failed to see that the speed at which they moved, the strength they commanded, and the wings that carried them through the skies all came at a cost.
Food tasted like ash in their mouths.
Water could not quench their thirst.
And when the sun rose for day, they scampered to the caves with burns and boils on their flesh. Only when they saw those that did not find shade in time, did they see that the sun trapped them. If they walked in daylight, their deaths were imminent.
