[ WP ] From human to human monster

The mist thinned again without releasing its biting cold. The temple screamed with unearthly resonance. The acropolis echoed with the splashing of blood dripping from the sealing. Sunset allayed a sparse effulgence, orange and blue upon blood-soaked marble. In my hands was now a choice, to take the blackened chalice and run towards the shadows moving in the mist, or break my oath to god and drink. Death was not an option any longer. My brothers impaled upon the sealing cried out to me. Hundred writhing in pain upon blackened jagged pikes. I caught their blood; it was the only water to be had. The mist thickened. I drank. 
 
 my mind cleared, I saw more than shadows, I saw faces in the mist, eyes, and fear. the chalice crumbled to ash in my hands. The holy grail undone. an immortal born in folly. cursed with a lust for blood unending. I let out a roar, for I knew my fate. in the crowd I saw Mephistopheles smile, he stepped forward and embraced me with open arms. they never could have touched the grail. my faith was too weak: but such is his design.
