Sienna reflects on the past hundred years, as she slowly makes her way across the Atlantic. The war, the mafia, the fresh blood, and the sudden end of her servitude all weigh on her mind.
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For over a hundred years, my unlife was spent in servitude, to my Sire. Then, one night, I woke up and that bond was broken. I spent a couple weeks investigating what happened to him, and avenged his death. However, that still meant that I was on my own from here on out. Just what does one do with oneself without a purpose, anyway?