Vampires are so real when they transform into bats. If I were an undead twink, I to would want to sometimes just be a lil creature.
I am only a handful of crappy humans interactions away from going absolutely feral and running away to some ancient forest and becoming a new local myth.
I just wanna be a little witch of a small town. I want the neighborhood kids to tell ghost stories about me. I want the townsfolk to question what that odd fellow is doing out in the woods. Is that too much to ask for?
You are seen as the monster, the very threat to the ones holding on so tightly to their humanity.
They have scarred you and left you to the woods.
But instead of seeking their blood laced along your teeth.
You choose to simply disappear to a place more accepting of the wicked and feral.