CamilaDiablerie

[This text is a translated part of a letter Camila left to her only Childe]
Since the days of The First Tribe to these damned final nights, the interest of our kind in the mundane has been very minor if anything at all. Emotions, empathy, and lust for mundane power have always been ruling the "Kindred" society, moving them like empty shells in the wind, filling them with false hopes to achieve their inferior goals. We, the children of the darkness had to learn how to put ourselves in the shoes of another, not for humane reasons but in order to learn how to bend them to our own will. However, do not mistake my childe, as much as I look down on other Cainites, we all carry the essence of magical power within us. Even the foolish younglings of the Brujah might carry shards of magic to some extent, but what do the other childer of Caine truly know of darkness? Unfortunately, sometimes even us the scholars of the Outer Dark meet our limit, I can not tell if shall I be proud or ashamed but my blood could no longer sustain my power. Time goes by and the Gehenna is coming, the closer it is the greater our potential becomes. There's no time for talk, this is time for action as our time is running short.

5th August 2001:
Thick clouds of smoke could be seen on the north side of Mountain Chiliad as Camila was on her way back from the office, something felt off that day, the sensation of prying eyes watching was undeniable. It was nothing less than another battle against the Sabbat. A sigh came out as Camila couldn't care less of the meaningless politics yet knowing well that the current disorganization of the Camarilla around town serves her interest very well. The upholstery in the car was painted red and black from blood and ichor as cut her womb wide open to let her "children" out. It was nothing short than the horrific sights of the traditional Brood Mother ritual from the Avatar of the Swarm. Camila began Manipulating masses of vermin all over around the mountain in order to stretch her perceptions and allow herself to assist from distance. Out of a sudden, everything became completely black as something began wrapping around her body and squeezing her body tight. Whispers of a forty years old man could be heard in her ear, asking politely for information regarding

It was a dark night

Intro
Speaking of her past a little and connecting it to her powers
Speaking of the current days and how she got to the diablerie scene
Speakin of how why did she do what she did and describing the scene
Wrapping