Challenge #00667 - A302: Slippery Slope

“He who fights with monsters should be careful he doesn’t become a monster himself. Unless that makes him more effective at fighting monsters. Like he becomes a badass werewolf who knows how to use a sword and has magic armor. That’d be so rad.”

My name… was… Vernon. A long time ago, now.

It began, as all beginnings must, with a quest to rescue a damsel in distress. Captured by vampires. Yes. She was held by monsters. And she became… monsters.

No. She became a monster.

They turned her. She turned me. Well… she tried to turn me. She was young. She didn’t know the proper process.

I drained them all into dust. I became a vampire of vampires and I was useful. I helped eradicate them from my country. From my country’s allies. They paid… my handlers well. I had every comfort.

Then they sent me against a werewolf. Did you know? When a werewolf bites a vampire that vampire becomes… something else? A hybrid.

It became… harder… to think. During the full moon. I could only eat raw meat. And sometimes… they sent me criminals… to feast on.

I still fought to be a hero. To be valorous. I would try to judge them myself. When I was not starving. And when they started starving me to be sure the criminals were executed… That was when I knew that my keepers were monsters, too.

I know what to do with monsters.

I’ve beaten them all, you know. Witches. Wizards. Sorcerers. Dragons. Each one made me stronger. Made me more… monstrous.

They say a pure heart can tame me. I pray it so. Yours is the purest heart I have found to date. Do your best. Do what you must.

I trust you.

You’re my only hope.

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