Character: Louis de Pont du Lac

I wanted to find love and kindness in this living death, ' I continued. But it was doomed because it is impossible to love and be happy knowingly do evil. One can only yearn for what is unattainable goodness in human form. But there is one way. I knew him long before his arrival in Paris, I knew him back then when he first killed a man to quench their thirst. The only way out was my death. But I didn't take it, couldn't do it because, like all of creation, don't want to die! And I was looking for other vampires, God, the devil, hundreds of other things under hundreds of other names, but all were the same evil. It wasn't because I always knew that the damned, if not God, then its own soul and mind, and no one could convince me. I came to Paris and met you. You seemed to me a wonderful, powerful, quiet, unattainable. But you're a destroyer, like me, just ruthless and cunning. You showed me what I could become, what depth of evil, what degree of indifference need to achieve to numb the pain. And I took this path. No more - this passion, this love. Do you see now in me your own reflection.