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Jack had always had that mysterious allure to his stories. His common appearance had been a man in nice clothing, top hat and opera cape. Many renditions named him as a vampire, the modern sexual ones like Dracula. Little had they been aware that his immediate fame had created such a creature. His story became greater and stronger. Books named him as practically invincible, which amused him greatly. He was the crime that could never be solved, the first famous serial killer with no happy endings.
"Countless," he nodded with a smile, leaning closer to her, sex in his voice. "Five very special ones at first, but their stories gave me a new life." Jack whispered. He didn't go around announcing who he was over the internet like some, if he were to tell people he wanted to see them realize it; see their real reactions, whether they be fear from his victims as they realize their mistake in trusting him, excitement in his compatriots who live on the blood and pain of others like he did.