The Hunter's Curse (Ravana Moon #2.6)

A hunter. That is what I am. I am neither alive nor dead. I cannot age. I cannot bleed for very long. I can die by another of my kind, but why would I allow such a thing? Bred to hunt things that walk amongst the humans. Things that terrify and annihilate the most fragile beings in the world. Why? I could not tell you. I only know that is how it must be. More so, because my human-self was killed, but when I woke, this is what I was.