Entry 1
Body is a machine. Well, a vampire one certainly is. I have no need to eat, no need to breathe, no need to sleep; however, I would prefer to not resign from this one so as to keep myself from becoming completely delirious. All I functionally need is blood. It wouldn’t be a problem if it wasn’t for the fact that there is nothing more utterly repulsive than the taste of blood in my mouth. As you may imagine, I wanted to solve this issue as quickly as possible, as I would rather cut my head off than continue this torture.

My thought process was to find a way to fill my guts with blood without having to involve my taste buds with it. It may come as a surprise, but from my own tests, simply injecting oneself with blood is not an option and has no results. I would gladly explain why that is the case, but as I figured quickly, there isn’t much supply of information on vampires, especially on how these creatures work exactly. So the simplest solution this time was not working. Upon further digging, however, I came to an article where some quite specific individual presented how he transferred blood into a functional biofuel. It was meant to work for cybernetics, basically making them run without any need of charging or batteries, simply running on blood that is naturally produced by most creatures. The problem he encountered was that the fuel was highly poisonous, which made it utterly useless. I, however, as you may imagine, am dead, so poison shouldn’t be of a great deal for my body. I will try to work with this.

Entry 2
I am not a chemist, so replicating that process was, in the gentlest of words, confusing. Especially since the original idea owner was a knob and not very good at explaining his process. But I somehow managed. I tested it on a living rat, and he perished within a day, but it was to be expected. I felt slightly bad for the little guy, so I kept the body, but I’m not sure for what. I don’t really have any other way to test this besides on myself, so I may as well die (again), but we’ll see.

Entry 3
Bloody hell, it is officially working. I injected it into my veins directly, and it worked. The yearning for blood is gone. It does work a lot slower than unprocessed blood does, however. It takes much longer for my body to simmer down from this hunger, however shall I call this, so I think that my body would require a constant supply of the fuel rather than taking shots every day. I need to figure out how to go about this. My initial idea was to use an insulin pump as a base and modify it so that it administers biofuel into my veins. Regular pumps have very short needles, so I would need to change that as well. Also, securing it might be a problem. Having it directly in the vein would make it very prone to damage.

Entry 4
It’s been a week since I started to take the fuel in shots every day, and I noticed the poisoning is affecting my body. I am in great condition all together, but it seems my flesh is changing in hue. It looks more purple. This is the only symptom so far, and it is quite interesting and odd. Since I preserved the rat in the freezer, I decided to use the dead body and inject it with fuel. I’ll try to keep it from decomposing to see if anything happens. I will have to make more soon, but I have everything I need for the most part, besides the blood. I’m afraid I will have to gather it in ways I would rather avoid; nothing else could be done, besides robbing a blood donation place, but that sounds ridiculous. No matter what I do, I cannot avoid collecting blood. An ironic conclusion to all my efforts.

Changing the topic, I finally completed the initial blueprint for my own pump. It derived from the insulin pump but moved away quite far. As of now, the pump shall be placed directly in my chest and feed the fuel to my heart with a permanently screwed-in pipe rather than just a needle, to avoid the needle from moving around and damaging my insides. Also, it would hurt as hell if it did. With the storage capacity I have in mind, I would have to refill the pump roughly every two days. The ideal situation is to have the fuel situated in vials that would contain calculated doses, so I can do it quickly, or in case of emergency, someone can do it for me. The vial would be fitted to a valve I would have built into my chest. The biggest problem is that even if I manage to construct a working prototype, I have no way to test it properly, and if I complete the project, having fixed any issue that I would find, I will need some trusty surgeon to attach this to me. I don’t know of anyone like this. Yet.

Entry 5
The prototype is ready. I tested it by attaching it to a makeshift heart I built specifically for this and made any necessary fixes, of which there were a lot. I was considering buying a real heart, but I was sure it would be useless after my tests, and it was bloody expensive. Not worth it, simply. Besides, I’m not sure if a living heart would work the same as my own heart would. I can’t be sure if this replica is even correct; as I mentioned in one of the previous entries, there is little to no research done on vampire biology. Elven medicine is really pulling my strings at times. A friend knows a surgeon who agreed to operate on me; I am scheduled in a few days.
I have been taking shots for a moon now. My body is changing, but I’m not in pain in the slightest. It appears my insides also turned purple; my assumption comes from my mouth and genitals changing color. Similarly, my eyes turned completely purple. It may be caused partially by my vampirism—the eyes lack pigment, so the blood vessels show through. But now, since the blood in my body is replaced by the biofuel, so is the color of my eyes (which are still pigmentless, by this theory). The rat’s skin started to get the purple tint as well. I shaved its fur to see it better. Its eyes don’t seem to change color, but it’s hard to tell because it’s decomposing, despite my best efforts. Organic material is quite difficult to work with, as I am more used to metals.

Entry 6
A moon passed since my pump was installed. Surprisingly, everything works as intended. The surgeon confirmed my suspicions; my flesh indeed turned purple because of the poisoning. I may be starting to notice the first shortcomings of the fuel. I see a general increase in ticks, which I always had, but they seem to worsen slightly. But the elephant in the room is that my hands started to shake badly. It impacts my aim and precision quite a bit, which is a great bother. I’m starting to consider replacing my hands with cybernetics; I already know a surgeon.
No need to continue these entries; the project is complete.

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