[i]"Ahhh~"[/i] Vale breathed and smiled wide, revealing every one of his teeth to Victor. "A king! [i]A King![/i] Lord of chaos, lurking beyond the greatness of our sky in his tower up high, [i]vicious, vicarious, vividly vintage in his venue, ah verily...[/i] A woman! Yes, she lurks near, offering the promises, more willing to suck blood than, [b]dare I say it,[/b] [i]even I![/i] You see, young victor, my eyes hold a secret for few to fully understand, frivolity is not in my nature, no, not at all. Destiny and time, it is unchanging, and I see it so clearly, beyond the fabric that binds our world, safe from the void beyond its walls. [i]Did you really think revival of the dead was possible?[/i]" Vale ended his rant with a gruesome, disgusted looked, and spun away from Victor, heading towards Vermont's house. As he turned around, a blade was visible, sheathed and attached to his back. Vale reached for its hilt and pulled the ebony weapon from its casing, revealing his killer intent.

	"I wonder, I wonder! How does she [i]taste?[/i] Will she allow me to get close enough, this time around? A gamble! A gambling man, I am! I see fragments, [i]mere fragments of providence,[/i] but I live without fear, as I should, for I am [b]immortal![/b] Ahahaha!"