Just a human

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All Eric could do was smile, listening to his words and his, the vampire may not have noticed it, or perhaps he had and just wanted to refuse the obvious. That the two were looking at the closest reflection they would ever see of one another, Eric himself didn't like to admit it, but he wasn't a fool, he could analyze things.

"I don't know why you still fail to see it, perhaps you need to gouge your own eyes out just as I did mine so that you would be able to see the truth, unhindered by the lying light. You fail to see it don't you, you have seen it before because it is you. All you must do is choose to see it..."

He chuckles at the vampire, guessing that his desire to be above Eric wouldn't allow him to see the truth, why? Because he would be afraid to admit that they were looking upon themselves, that or he was truly blind to it. He clears his throat and sings a small line of a number, altering the words a bit.
"Before the yearning song of flesh on flesh, old hearts burst open, old wounds bleed fresh... "

The dark creature smiles in silence for a bit, thinking things through, maybe, just maybe at some point he would offer the same thing he had offered to Denzel to this vampire, although it was often thought that you couldn't teach an old dog any new tricks, the fact he had found himself made him curious as to what it would be like to have chaos doubled.
"Run along then, just as you wish, but you can't escape me as much as I can't escape you... for each of us is the other..."

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Coriander had enough of talking to whatever Eric was. Be it shadow thing or demon or corpse or warlock... Whatever. The vampire was wasting his time talking to something that could probably be nothing more than the broken toy of some magical being that did that. Too bad Coriander didn't care too much or he would have done something about it. But having a shadow thing running around and claiming to be the dark that he hunted in would be a nice little challenge for the vampire to deal with.

So long as he didn't interfere with Coriander's hunts or bothered any of the vampires he was looking out for. Those would be some big no-nos. Coriander wouldn't stand for it one bit and that would require some action on his part if that was the case. Either way, Coriander was hoping to just get out of there because long conversations like this were getting boring. Magical things didn't threaten him. They only tried their best to destroy him But they should have known that you can't kill the Boogeyman.

Still, he wasn't scared of this man full of darkness. If he believed himself to be the darkness, then Coriander would let him just believe that. But he wasn't going to let a vampire like Denzel get harmed because the walking corpse thought he was something to be feared. Prehaps Coriander couldn't harm him or make him feel fear, but he could just walk away. Because his interest had nothing to do with the thing. He glanced once more at Eric and then to Denzel.

Coriander was different than that thing. Whatever it was trying to say, Coriander didn't care. And he wasn't about to start caring either. It was something that required emotion. Something Coriander had given up a long time ago. He was his own person and nothing would convince Coriander that they were the same. He ignored the thing further and put a hand on Denzel's shoulder, pressing lightly to lead her away. Purposely, he made a statement by turning his back on the guy. His attention was now elsewhere. And they had other things to take care of.

[Denzel Kumori]

Carefully, Denzel trailed close by to Coriander. If coriander wasnt there, then denzel would of probably been consumed by darkness thanks to her temper and lack of patience. Even though she just met coriander, he has already taught her many things. Being quick to anger will only lead to your own death probably. Denzel closely paid attention to every action Coriander made. Once they were a good distance away from Eric, she relaxed a bit, feeling safe once again.

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Eric watched until the two had left the scene. Such beautiful creatures of the dark were. He grinned widely. But creatures of the dark were, unfortunately, just puppets of the dark.

He held out his hand and a heart as black as night formed, slowly, he willed a heartbeat into his creation. Eric tossed it into the night and a body of darkness formed, it looked like a shadow had risen from the ground. He did this several more times, before he let them go and walk on their own. His children you could say. They wouldn't be able to stand the light until they found a human shell to call their own. Then they would fit in in every way possible. It wouldn't hurt to have his fingertips plunged into the filth of the daytime activities. He wondered if one of his 'friends' would run into one in the dark on a hunt, they wouldn't know until they sunk their fangs into the body and try to taste that cherished blood. Instead they would taste pure darkness, Eric wondered what that would do to one of their minds? Would it remove the blindness that they willingly shrouded their eyes with? The odds of finding out were slim, he had only created twenty eyes and ears to use in his work.

Eric lifted his face to the night sky, and as if dust, blew away in the wind.