I am genetically mutated in every cell..there is no fixing it and there is no way to tell who was the responsible parent as neither have the mutation and both refuse genetic testing...either one or both could be responsible and franklyIi could care less as to which as neither cared for whether I lived or died. They were notified that one or both were carriers so I did my part. I also notified siblings because even though I am the only non human born of human parents, they may carry the gene to their offspring and the key to "longevity" in this species is to "diagnose" it early. I again did my part and it is up to my siblings (all have refused) to genetically get mapped to find out if they are carriers and they don't want to know. Though in their shoes I would in case my child/grandchild suffered as did my sibling.
As for the disease (if you want to call it that )itself, it is NOT a disease. I am perfectly designed for living the lifestyle of my forefathers. Unfortunately, the world (by world I mean society) was not created for my species. Actually, we were hunted to near extinction by religious zealots looking to blame everything but the kings and queens who screwed shit up for greed and needed a scapegoat.
I passed the mutation to my one living child after the body sacrificed 7 human children (to which I found out years later I cannot bear because my body's ecosystem is inhospitable for human child) one of which was a human twin to Lobo, now 15.
I am Wamphyri ("i" =another i if it is plural) and you will NOT find that word in any English Dictionary because it is Our word for what we are, in our language. After interviewing my family after the discovery two years ago, I was informed of "myths" on both sides of the genetic anomaly that dated 2+centuries ago. Never knew a living relative and I was an outkast and freak in my own community.
I am allergic to ALL light, sun, artificial, candle/fire if it be too bright and show no signs of distress on the outside making it difficult for medicine to diagnose and the naked eye. When someone has this ailment it is ingrained from birth and they grow into it like blindness or paralysis or deafness.. it is all I know but conveying it as a child to family and friends only got me punished severely (abused) or made fun of because they could not believe what they didn't see. Pain is a matter of perception and we have an unusually high tolerance that stems from being forced to accept the life given if even painfully for the rest of your awakened days.
I do NOT burn or combust or "melt" like traditional folklore would tell and am not immortal though do "lord" it over humans as to the strength (to which doctors will readily testify to at great length) and heightened senses of the nose, mouth, ears and touch. To your kind I am a real genuine living myth, a "vampire" (I hate that word because of the mockery the world has made of us) and not welcome in ANY circle unless it is to mock and poke fun at or "hunt" or emulate falsely.
Yes, I am an angry person, not all the time, but within tolerable limits and very warranted if I do say so. There are other forms of similar diseases all "clumped" into the same category (porphyrias)...several I think 7 in total including mine and 2 are referred to as the vampire disease, of which one is genetically true(yours truly). The other porphyrias are also afflictions of the sun or light in various degrees and most of those manifest into what is a false "media" vampire who blisters and melts and such in the sun.
Though I do not disfigure outwardly (eternal youth is one of the myths that is true and you can see so for yourself in my photos as I am 40 and barely look over 20) my internals are "almost done" because our life's normal expectancy is 30yrs. I am even more rare because of the fact that I am the oldest Living "found" Wamphyri who did NOT have medical interference to prolong longevity. Most are discovered/diagnosed by the age of 18 and any discovered after 30 are done so through autopsy...post mortem that is.
So I am a genuine, bona fide myth come to life in the 21st century after remaining asleep (the gene that is) for so long and find the world distasteful and trying to raise my child in the old ways much to the chagrin of her other family units. I am proud (as if you couldn't tell) and don't feel there is a damn thing wrong with me. I accept that I am dying and happily. But always reminded by the ignorant that I am abandoning my child (to which she knows differently) and that I should want to "acclimate" to the human ways of life to so keep myself viable for testing and research and to be miserable watching the stain of races war among themselves and squabble over things that don't belong to any one certain species.
I blog, write and am a chef and musician (vocal and lyricist) and am a cripple (comes with old age and I am the equivalent of your 90+yrs) and cantankerous and happy for the end is near. I raised Lobo genuine and true (yes even passed a little of the sour taste I have for MOST but not all of your kind onto her to protect her and keep her vigilant so as not to succumb to the sheep and lemmings' wishes) and she is a fine example of the type of peoples we come from.
My family despises me, my lovers feared me and most people of authority do so as well, though I have not given anyone reason and am not a violent person.
We don't and NEVER have (myth untrue) eaten or drank of human flesh and there is no documentation of it EVER occurring, though I have stumbled across many articles of cannibalism by your own peoples. My people do NOT come from Transylvania or the Carpathian mountains and you have to be able to read old Russian text to find the true articles on our beginnings. We are from an area now called Latvia in the Soviet and all points northeast from there up in the Siberian mountains and the Ural mountains.
Our native tongue is a blend of Asian language and Cyrillic dialect and the names given our peoples (nosferatu, vampire, Tepes)are insults. Nosferatu is a Latin/Franco term derived from a "blood thirsty beast of the damned" and Tepes means shape-shifter in Romanian and Vampire is an Anglicized version of Wamphyri...pronounce "wahm-fear-ee" in our native tongue.
The family name is truly Dracu,l that most people's are familiar with, and all 4000-5000 of us in existence today are kin to that empire and related by blood and bone. There are 40 billion of you and your kind fears mine! (lol) I have more in common with a Russian stranger than my own father who bore me or my own mother. Lmao...
The actual gene was given its Latin name once discovered after the western European Christians unearthed my grandfather's body and named the gene "draculi" after the family name. Plants and I and small lay creatures are more kin than you and I despite being both bi-peds. No doctor or researcher has unearthed more information (thank god for the super highway that is the www) than I have and most people do NOT take me seriously. Not even the medical world until it was staring right in their face! I am classified by medicine and the government and science as a "sub" species because the word "sub" denotes "less than" meaning they fear us (unjustly) and so feel the need to label and keep us in our place.
A female can mate with a human but more often than not only carry her own kind. If the male is Wamphyri then his bride can carry both human and inhuman children making me suspect my father as the culprit.
We don't fly, sparkle, shape-shift, fear garlic (or the sun), eat people (to us this is piggery beyond disgusting) or drink human blood though we can and digest it better than a human can. A human eating/drinking of themselves will most often get ill and may even die whereas we wouldn't suffer as much except mentally because we consider you unclean.
We are intellectuals, artists, smiths, manufacturers, athletes and do most everything you would do, but sometimes a little faster and better for our endurance levels are well above the limitations of men. I am dying and suffer massive bone loss and an abundant lack of strength and am weaker than I was 5 years ago but still can lift 300+lbs should the need arise (would suffer the strain later but could and have done so)...at my top peak physical strength and in all my glory could bench 500+lbs to the amazement of coaches and phys ed teachers alike but we choose not to display that kind of prowess for fear that it will create a social disruption because mankind cannot handle the competition.
We do eat raw flesh-'tis why I became a chef and rarely eat at all...I used to eat only 2xs a week and survived on little more than sugar, alcohol, cigarettes and caffeine (chocolat was/is my drug of choice) so the myth of us "never" eating is partially true because it is rarely seen when we do and when we need to feed traditionally we heed grace for the weaker stomachs of our cousins (you )and try not to offend by the display of imbibing our traditional fare in front of you so as to cause you no fear or duress. This is easier today because even your kind has developed a taste for raw food like carpachio, ceviche and other raw dishes that are considered a delicacy.
My reasoning for discussing it in such great length is because so many have asked and want to know. Can I speak Russian (very little and am still studying) but I can speak some or enough to vacation in French, Spanish, Greek, Italian, Norse, Dutch, Bulgarian, Macedonian, Native American (Kiowa and Lakota though I am Oneida and Chiricahua Apache).
My pride stems from the meanest royal bloodlines ever that course through my veins as I am a daughter of Napoleon, Geronimo and Vladimir Dracule...three of the most notorious bastards to ever come up against when they feel threatened (I do not feel threatened by you or your kind specifically but on and as per basis have in the past).
I apologize for my haughty attitude and mean nothing against you in it and am planning on using this as a post for my blog. I also apologize for the length of it and yes, some of the things deliberately left in the dark, so to speak. It is not a new lifestyle for me...just a new place and finally one I can understand and accept after being thrown about for 4 decades and cast aside and mocked. If you have any questions I did not answer let me know and I will try to do so to the best of my ability,....Sincerely yours love~mobe's love to her all and her all to her loves
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