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"and the idiot believer all eat it up because "hey vampire drink blood and have no respect for human life!" yep life for him was miserable

"People will listen to anything as long as it sounds good.

"doesn't help that my sister, my squad, and my wife are all dead"

"I assume it wouldn't." She sighed.

"and the queen excommunicated me because of fear of a vampire being in without a trial or anything sigh whatever its the past just gotta focus on staying alive"

"We're much more accepting of that stuff in the 41st Millenium. I mean, there's a Chapter of Space Marines literally called the Blood Drinkers. I mean, they aren't vampires, but you get my point."

"'Blood Drinkers'? That sounds cool..."

sips blood from a canteen miserably

"They are a Second Founding Successor Chapter of the Blood Angels. Their name comes from their rather unusual habits of...well, drinking blood. This is most likely due to some sort of mutation with the Omophagea, an extra organ that allows a Space Marine to gain part of an individual person's or creature's memory by eating its flesh. It would seem that this also helps to stave off the genetic curses that afflict the Blood Angels and their descendants. Despite the ominous nature of their name and their disturbing rituals, they are highly decorated and keep good company. They count many notable Space Marine Chapters; such as the Crimson Fists, the Novamarines, and the Howling Griffins amongst their allies."

"That's... terrifying and interesting..."

gets fatally shot by a enemy he was fighting on some asteroid base and payed the wound no mind as he returns to the bar

"You look rough, Umbra."

"More importantly, how is he still alive with a wound that would fell even a Space Marine?"

"hm?" he just cleaned his weapon ignoring his wound all together it would heal with time he couldn't truly die now with the sentients dead

"Sorcery and other... things" She stopped herself from saying a certain word in front of the younger ones.

"hm?" he still didn't follow the conversation as he began cleaning off his gear and weapon

((was spending an hour in warframe on my switch just saw the post

"Everyone doing well?"

"i have a fatal hole through my chest a inch from my heart" he said that like it was no cause for concern

"How are you still alive? Do you have some Iron Man type thingy keeping you alive?"

"It's called an arc reactor."