Des Larmes D'amour

Blood sucking creatures, or ‘vampires,’ have been extinct for years now.

I couldn’t tell you the exact number of years, but if I estimate, I can say that it is near hundreds. The vampires died out because the humans did. They got too greedy and too confident with power. Those idiots destroyed the preciously limited supply of people on the earth, thus losing their food supply.

After countless generations of vampires died, the mutation of other generations took place. They had to ensure their survival. They had to find a substantial, endless, and nonlethal meaning of nourishment.

And they did.

The Blood Suckers turned to Tear Catches, and the Humans, Criers.

Tears made sense, oddly. It was a curious wonder that they had not found this solution before—oh, the problems that could have been avoided. Amazingly, tears had the same quality of blood. But unlike blood, there were so many different, lovely tastes thanks to the emotion in which the tears were shed.

But, with that being said, only one emotion is forbidden to Criers: Love.

It’s a universal happy.

If the world is happy, who will cry?