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Diary of Viktor: The Bishop[Birth]
In the twentieth century, from my castle in the northern part of Tuscany, I write the tragic tale of my life. I write about my life, my temptation and falling out with the lord. I write, "When I was born I was abandon by my mother a young widow by the name of Melusine von Mauvaise she left me on the doorsteps of the Saint Maria Church a small chapel outside of Tuscany."
It was considered a blessing to one of the sisters who raised me among other children like myself. Lost and unloved. However, she gave me love; Celeste-Joséphine Morjuet was her true name before she took the oath of her lord and master, Jesus Christ. I was saved

Diary of Viktor: DramiraHer lips were beautifully red the curve of her mouth was pouty and supple. It reminded me of blood. It was as if blood had stained her mouth, she smiled so happily laughing at the jokes of the men that accompanied her table. Her rose hand caressing the silver-mane with a streak of black entwining with her silver tresses. I was amazed by the structure of her face the way she gazed so piercingly. She had them in the palm of her hand her head tilted to the side and I watched the veins pumping in her neck, I could see the blood coursing through her veins.
Her veins were wild with power. I could tell.
I wanted to know who she was, I wanted to kn




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