Matthew finally looked up to see his father.
"Isn't it the same for you, Father?" he asked.
"I'm already on my way out, my son. But you're coming in. With immortality, I could live forever, but then the vampire world would only be Clan Dietrich."
"Wouldn't that be a good thing?"
He shook his head with a nostalgic smile.
"When I learned that I was the progenitor of a non-existent race, I always wanted to see what it could become; I wanted my race to have different clans and different people. That's why I created them patiently and with variety. Now I'm here and have to step up and fight for my creations. So I will go out, allow them to live, and let them be free. If I die, you are still there to inherit my position. If I don't die, I will return and enjoy the race I created. Our situations are not the same."
Matthew understood what his father wanted to tell him, so he didn't question it.
