The evening sun shone on Vaziria, and had it been another regular day, the kids would be running around, waiting for a life that was not promised to them. They would be happier, and there would have been smiles even when the same system was existent.
Just like every supernatural aspect of this world, there was no technology, no nothing that they could use to do shit. Vaziria was a traditional home, and it would remain so for centuries on end because why would vampires need phones when they had super-hearing?
Why would they need vehicles when they had their supernatural speed?
Why would they need machines when they had their supernatural strengths and abilities?
Vaziria was more than a home to the vamps. If it was their heaven on earth, and they were going to take it over. Lilah Nimue, Nizie, and the wolves were ready. They were ready to go in and do their duty to humanity.
