I am neither beast nor god nor man.

I am simply Kasha.

Yukon refers to me as their "favourite type of vampire." I am flattered. I confess I myself do not know what makes a vampire. We are all so different. Yukon has more physically in common with humans than they ever could with me. I cannot walk amongst the living like they can and I envy their ability to... blend in.

I am what they call an "eldritch horror." Some do not consider us vampires at all but demons. I ask you, what makes a vampire and what makes a demon? Should a demon drink a man's blood, what then would separate them from my kin?

It is the truth that Yukon and I are different.

It is the truth that we do not look so much alike. But underneath frail facsimilies of humanity, skin, nails, bones, faces, we are more alike than you think.

We come from the same place.

Both have looked into the pale face

Mortals call death and emerged alive

Or mostly alive

Cracked

But stronger.

With a need.

For it is not a hunger.

Hunger implies rational thought.

It is a hunger and it is more.

We all drink

For us, it is natural.

Like breathing.

It is the very life inside of us.

Energy. Blood. Life.

We live un-life. De-life.

Changed or born. It is all the same.

We must consume.