MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC79: The Right Time
The problem with knowing too many facts about his previous life is that stories often get mixed up. Dante already knew that his biblical and mythological knowledge would help him, but it often hindered him, creating small assumptions, like Lilith.
Lilith is the First Primordial Human, someone created from Adam's rib, the First Human Progenitor. In the case of this Lilith, many questions were questionable: how did she become a demon? How did she live in the human world as a goddess? Was she a goddess?
Dante was slightly confused. Despite finding his reincarnation strange from the start, Dante already knew two mythological figures, Arthur Pendragon and Merlin. He was confused about how this world worked. After all, if the virtues exist, then the God of Creation from the Bible also exists. Gungnir belongs to Odin, so he must exist too, but something was a little off.
Lilith was the Demon-Goddess, but why did she always seem to be at the mercy of others' evilness? She was expelled from Heaven for not being devout to her partner. This generated internal anger that was never quenched. She probably loved Adam, but God banished her for not being what he expected.
Just as she was banished from the very tree of the world, wandering as someone without a home, and thus became a demon.
"A victim," Dante said, looking at the faceless image of the woman. He was feeling some strange emotions, but didn't let himself be shaken.
He approached the painting of Lilith and placed his hands on the murals depicting Lilith's arrival in Hell, as well as her sovereignty upon becoming the Regent, the Demon Empress, the Demon Progenitor, the Demon Goddess.
"I don't understand this place. It's a shrine that tells Lilith's story, but there's nothing else... We descended all this way to know the stupid story of a woman banished by God? What a tasteless joke," he commented as he looked around.
"Just records of Lilith, nothing related to the Infernal Trinity, the Dukes, and the Demon Kings. Just Lilith and Lilith. This woman... She must already have control over Lucifer, Astaroth, and Beelzebub," Dante commented and turned to leave the place.
"This was a waste of time. I don't have the energy to destroy those strange crystals, so we're stuck here. I need to finish the preparations, or Nagasawa will die soon," Dante was already thinking about the next steps.
"I am bathed in demonic energy. I need to purify myself to get rid of this thing, but I can't do that here." When Dante was snapping out of his reverie and almost crossing the door...
BOOM.
The door slammed shut suddenly, and Dante raised his eyebrows. "Damn foul mouth, who's it this time? Lilith? Damn it, just summon Baal, Beelzebub, and Lucifer so I can beat you all up and end this farce," he cursed as he turned around with the Nunchakos in his hands and Durandal on his back.
He turned around and saw only a magic circle on the floor, from which emerged another strange creature, it was a strange humanoid, it was a man by his looks, but his eyes were completely neon red, his body was all black and scaly, and he had two gigantic horns protruding from his forehead backward, two wings as black as night, and his mouth was wide open, drooling incessantly.
"Berserk," he remarked, and before any movement, he received a punch so strong that he lost his arm.
"AHR!" He screamed in pain as the Demon advanced relentlessly.
HA! AH! HA! AH!
Dante began to defend himself, but couldn't. The demon's punches started to sink Dante into the wall.
"I hate this damn life!" He shouted and managed to kick the crazed demon away.
"Hey, scumbag, I'm going to kill you!" Dante said and advanced on him as his arm quickly regenerated.
"I HATE THIS SHITTY LIFE!" He screamed as he slammed the Demon into the ground and broke both of its arms.
But the demon didn't let up. With a roar, it struck Dante even with its two broken arms, or rather... regenerated ones.
"Ha, really?" Dante questioned seeing that the Nunchakos didn't do real damage to him.
"Damn, you're useless!" Dante cursed and stowed away the Nunchakos and drew Durandal.
"She's powerless. I fear her becoming corrupted with the demonic energy of this place, but I have no choice."
"Holy weapons will give me an advantage, but I can't rely on the energy within Durandal without Sara to replenish the contract, it's a mess. I need to use it only when landing an attack, I need to manipulate the energy to use at crucial moments. If I falter... I could die and end up taking Nagasawa with me."
His heart pounded with a mix of anticipation and determination, his red eyes glowed with the intensity of an inner fire. He knew this battle would be different from any he had ever faced. This demon was more powerful, more cunning, more dangerous than any other adversary he had encountered before.
A slip-up... and Dante would die.
Dante wielded Durandal in a different stance, gripping it firmly in his hand and feeling the full weight of the greatsword, he advanced on the demon, Dante's vision focused on only one thing.
Survival.
A deafening roar was heard. The demon charged with unrestrained fury due to its Berserk state. Its scales as black as coal and its eyes neon red burning like embers. It began to emanate an aura much larger than before, all of its power was being slightly awakened. Its claws sharpened, and its fangs bared as drool dripped. It was berserk.
Dante quickly retreated when he saw the demon's intent. It wanted to bite Dante by the side of his heart, but he didn't allow it.
As he dodged, Durandal gleamed like sunlight, cutting through the air with a sharp buzz as Dante retaliated at the demon's right side. The attack hit him squarely and burned him slightly. Durandal ceased to glow the moment it exited the demon's body.
The demon let out another roar of anger as it tried to heal the damaged part, but to no avail. It abandoned its regeneration and began attacking Dante with more frantic and desperate strikes.
Perhaps the person who designed this trap didn't account for someone bringing a legendary holy weapon. This, in any case, was an advantage, but Durandal wouldn't last much longer.
In a frenzy of action and adrenaline, the two facing off caused small earthquakes. The ground trembled beneath their feet, the air resonated with the sound of steel, and the smell of blood and sulfur permeated the battlefield.
For a moment, it seemed like victory would belong to the Demon. Its overwhelming power was already pressing Dante, who was tired. But he didn't give in. "Come on... an opening," he thought, as he defended himself from the Berserk Demon in front of him, which burst into frenzy.
Dante, while defending, sought a way to break through the opponent's guard, but couldn't think of anything. He tried to attack, but the Demon threw Durandal away in a reflexive act.
Dante was cornered.
The demon didn't let Dante breathe or run for the sword. Whenever Dante made any move, he received a kick in the solar plexus, sending him flying and crashing into the wall, demolishing the mural of Lilith.
The Demon kicked Durandal to the other side of the room and ran toward Dante, landing another kick, but this time Dante managed to hold on.
He held on, but to no avail. Next, he received a devastating punch to his chin, nearly knocking him out. Even dazed, he still tried to defend himself while receiving numerous blows to the face.
"Fuck! This hurts like hell!" He inwardly groaned as he protected his head with his arms, but the punches abruptly stopped.
Dante felt something holding his arms... then, his left arm was ripped off.
"AHHHHHHHHHR!"
He screamed in pain. Did he have regeneration and pain resistance? Yes, but now he was already very tired. The place was conducive to it. Since passing the tenth floor, his core has suffered greatly from mana exhaustion. He has constantly had his mana drained by the environment.
Dante realized this might be the end for him now. He had no way to win this anymore... The hero's power didn't work, his flames didn't affect the demon due to its kind of body armor, and Durandal was far from him. If only he had a contract with her, he could summon her.
Dante slowly closed his eyes, and the demon was preparing its final blow.
It shot a punch directly at his chest.
But before hitting Dante, Nagasawa threw herself in the path of the attack. Her mist-covered body appeared before Dante to take all the damage. Dante saw fear in Nagasawa's eyes as she stepped in front of the blow. It all happened in a matter of 1 second.
"GET AWAY FROM HIM!" She shouted, her voice echoing throughout the battle area, then a poison mist exploded over the demon.
Dante didn't have time to react. He was too shocked by what had just happened. His instincts screamed to protect her, but before he could react, the demon's blow struck her full on, hurling her backward with overwhelming force.
The devastating impact caused Nagasawa to fall to the ground, her body motionless and nearly lifeless.
Dante clenched his teeth and ran to her, horrified to see Nagasawa's entire body stained with blood, flowing from her chest wound.
"NAGA!" Dante cried, his eyes filled with tears as he knelt beside her, but it was already too late. Nagasawa looked at Dante, a trembling smile on her lips. "I... did what... I had to do..." she murmured, her voice weak and faltering.
For a moment, Dante had a surge of anger, but he didn't express it. Instead, he held Nagasawa's hand, his mind turbulent but determined not to let her die.
"You're a fool," he said with a broken smile on his face.
Nagasawa merely shook her head weakly. "I couldn't... let you die...", she said, her words growing weaker.
The demon was starting to move again as it tried to clear its eyes, which were severely injured by the poison Nagasawa exploded in its face.
"It seems I'm finally going to muster the courage to do this," Dante thought as he poured several liters of blood into his mouth.
"I'll force myself to evolve with the blood," he thought and began ingesting all the blood he had been storing and refining over the past month.
"Now is the right moment," he said and bit into Nagasawa's
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC80: My Poisonous Vampire
"Mom, how do I turn someone into a vampire?" A ten-year-old child asked the woman he was lying on.
"There is a simple way, but it consumes a lot of energy. First, you'll have to willingly give your blood to that person. Then, you'll bite their neck and break it, killing them. In some time, they will wake up and need to drink blood, and so the transformation will be complete," she explained.
"But what's the catch, mom? That's too simple!" Dante said, pouting.
"Hehehe, you picked me. Besides just being able to turn virgins, that person will take a long time to wake up, depending on the level of your blood," Valentina explained.
"How long did it take for me to wake up?" "Five seconds," Valentina said with a sigh as if remembering a good and loving memory.
"You were so tiny, you looked like a meatball!" She said with a smile as she squeezed Dante's cheeks.
"Hey!! Stop it, mom!" Dante exclaimed as he moved away from the woman. "Mom, can I also turn someone into a vampire?" He said.
"Only if you find someone worthy," she commented coldly. "Mom?" "Forget it, only transform someone if they are very special and you find them worthy of being by your side. They'll become your slave if you don't set them free, but don't transform just anyone," Valentina remarked.
"Mom, how do I increase my blood level?" He said, making Valentina smile. "Well, haven't you been doing that all along?"
Valentina undressed and lay on the bed, and Dante slightly choked at the sight.
"How about you drink a bit of mommy's nectar?" She said as she showed her neck.
Dante lunged immediately.
***
Dante had already bitten Nagasawa and sucked some of her blood.
"This shit has to work!" Dante shared as he tore his veins from his right arm and made the blood flow directly into Nagasawa's mouth.
"Hey, you bastard, don't you dare die until you're mine!" Dante spoke, and Nagasawa's lifeless eyes were surprised by Dante's sudden blood entering her mouth.
"Drink this crap!" He said, "QUICKLY!"
Seeing that the blood had already gone down her throat, he went straight to Nagasawa and instructed, "The moment you wake up, grab this flask, here's human blood from those idiots we killed, drink it." Dante said hurriedly and then
CRACK!
Dante breaks Nagasawa's neck with a blow, killing her instantly.
"Hey, big guy, it's you and me now," He said and then desperately charged at the demon who had not yet recovered.
Dante's body had spent almost all its energy when he did what he did to Nagasawa, it was his last card, but he couldn't continue and let that woman die.
They had spent too much time together, he wouldn't let an annoying demon take her from him, not this time!
"Come on, asshole," He clarified and kicked the demon who fell to the ground while trying to fix its eyes.
"No eyes today," he gave a kick directly to the demon's head, breaking part of its horns.
"FUCK, THAT HURT LIKE HELL!" He was already so desperate that nothing and no one could stop him, he was in a state where he could only curse the joker.
"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!" He said, and the demon retaliated by kicking Dante away.
ARRRRRRRRG! He screamed in pain.
"It's me and you!" He said when he saw the demon moving toward Nagasawa.
BOOM
Dante landed a flying kick on the demon's side, sending it backwards, causing its back to burst through the paintings on the walls.
"May Lilith forgive me, but your story is rubbish, it's going to illustrate a fairy tale!" He said mockingly, he had completely lost his sense of things, his only goal was to keep the demon away from Nagasawa.
While Dante relentlessly beat the demon with impact attacks to keep it away from him and Nagasawa.
Nagasawa felt something invading her body; it was warm, but warm and comforting, and for a moment the whole world stopped, and a phrase and a desire passed through her thoughts. "You are mine," she heard within her mind.
The sensation was strange; at that moment...
Everything was red, a crimson hue painted several ripples in waters breaking in the wind, it was an ocean of blood.
Nagasawa found herself lying in this huge ocean as she floated, she felt her whole body wet as she looked up at the red sky with black clouds.
'Where am I?' She wondered but got no answers.
She tried to stand up, but gently sank into the water and floated again as she remembered her last moments before Dante killed her.
"That's right, he bit me and then killed me."
She didn't remember when she started feeling this sense of familiarity with Dante, she began to wonder what was happening.
[Don't you dare die until you're mine] this phrase echoed throughout Nagasawa's mental world, the voice was of someone she was very close to.
"Bastard." She murmured with a big smile on her face. She closed her eyes as she accepted everything Dante had said, every moment they spent together, every second was as if she were really alive.
"I'm coming back, my Dante." She said as everything turned black.
Dante looked back and saw a sinister energy emerging, but ignored it, he continued to fight and escape the worn-out demon.
BOOM!
Dante looked back and saw a woman, her body was completely healed and her white hair had grown longer, she was looking at the ground and her hair obstructed the view of her face.
(New Image of Nagasawa)
He smiled slightly at the woman who now had her arm back, her green eyes turned possessive red as a small glow emanated from them.
"I'm going to kill you," She murmured as her body moved forward on its own.
CRACK!
She appeared in front of the Demon and cut off its other horn, ripping it off with her own hands.
"YOU!" She said angrily and grabbed the demon's fingers and cut all five fingers off its right hand, removing its claws.
"DARED!" She spoke as she grabbed the fingers and used them to crack other parts of the demon's skeleton.
"TO TOUCH!" She went back and picked up the horn shard and impaled it through the demon's back.
"MY!" She specified and tore off the demon's entire arm, and began injecting venom from the outside in.
"DANTE!" She spoke and the demon began to be bombarded with venom through the openings she had created.
The demon began to panic and thrash about like a worm, a sinister poison infected it and was now making it agonize in the worst possible way.
"You won't die yet," She said with a smile on her face, "I'm going to torture you for 7 days and 7 nights and the moment you finally die I'll summon you again and kill you, and again, and again, until you give up living as a demon and kill yourself in hell so your soul will never be recycled! HAHAHAHAHA!" she said laughing loudly as she raised her two hands.
"I CHANGED MY MIND, I'M GOING TO KILL YOU NOW!" She declared and the demon tried to get up to run, but its legs were torn off by Nagasawa's own hands, which had two nail-like blades that were completely filled with poison.
"Die filthy demon, and tell your superiors that if they ever show up here in front of my Dante again, I'll personally come down to you!" She said and thrust her hands into the demon's heart and ripped it out.
Then she drank its blood.
She sighed lightly.
"This is so damn disgusting, why didn't you warn me earlier?" She said as she looked at the man in front of her without one arm and his body completely screwed up.
"Hm? I thought it was obvious, he's a demon." Dante commented as he walked forward and took the heart from her hand.
"Better than nothing," He replied and drank the rest of the blood he had, but before finishing he saw a green blur fluttering towards him and hugging him tightly.
"Mine!" She clarified.
"Naga..." Dante said with difficulty. "If... you... squeeze... me..."
"I... Will... Die," He said as his breath ran out.
"OH! I'M SORRY!" She clarified.
"Stop shouting, woman!"
"I CAN'T HELP IT! MY BODY'S DIFFERENT!" She said and Dante remembered the effects of the transformation.
"Right, let's laugh, I'll help you control your strength," Dante said and sat on the floor.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC81: Nagasawa's Changes
"Hey, stop playing with poison!" Dante scolded Naga, who was tossing poison back and forth like a child who had just gotten a new toy.
"Look, it's really cool." She hurled it at Dante, who quickly dodged. "IT'S NOT COOL!" Dante spoke, glancing back where the poison had corroded part of Lilith's painting.
[Poison Manipulation] This was a skill Naga gained when she turned into a vampire. It was the first time Dante had seen it up close, but he felt puzzled by the occurrence. He thought she would gain fire manipulation, like him and Valentina, but apparently, she only had poison manipulation.
"Are you done playing? Where's that reserved woman I knew?" Dante questioned as he approached her.
He already knew Nagasawa wasn't quite who she appeared to be, which was why he was afraid to turn her into a vampire. He needed a lot of blood to enhance the level of his blood and not affect her too much during the transformation.
"Aren't you angry about turning her into a vampire?" Dante asked with a downcast look. In truth, he was very afraid of being hurt in some way.
"Angry? This is the happiest day of my life," Nagasawa replied, surprising Dante.
"Huh?" Dante was confused, seeing the change in the woman before him.
"What? Did you think I'd be sad because I can't go out into the human world? Or taste? I don't even care about those things. What always interested me was being strong. Now I can be strong forever," Nagasawa said, and Dante continued to be shocked by the woman's change in attitude.
"Come on, Dante, I already told you about the facade I carried from my own family, how I couldn't properly practice martial arts, and how I'm tortured by a weak mana core. After all that, do you really think I'd care about becoming a vampire?" Nagasawa questioned. Although he was right, Dante still kind of... didn't really believe her.
"I still..." Dante was a bit confused...
"Dante, my family is a bunch of losers who can only be cured by the death of the entire clan. I came to Kryoris to escape them because I wasn't strong enough. In short, you've given me everything I've ever wanted. Independence, strength, and, above all, a man who can take care of me. I'm living a dream now," she said, smiling happily.
"A man to take care of you?" Dante questioned.
"Yes, do you think after saying 'You're not mine yet' and literally bringing me back to life, I'm going to let you go so easily?" Nagasawa said in a serious tone.
"I got it, damn it," Dante thought, but he didn't want to rush things.
"Though I'm not yours until I decide if that's really what I want, my emotions are confused, so give me my time," Nagasawa said, declaring herself alongside.
Nagasawa's body evolved naturally. Previously, her physique was slimmer and less muscular due to issues with her body, but now? She was a new woman. She had abs on her stomach, her arms were muscular and sleek, a perfect combination of strength and grace. She was now Dante's height. Both were between 5'9" and 5'11".
Dante, if he didn't have much control, would be drooling over her right now.
"So, what do we do now?" Nagasawa asked as she looked at Dante.
Dante looked back and it really was all in ruins. Almost all of Lilith's paintings, but one in particular was completely normal; it was the one representing the World Tree.
"Come on, let's check that out," he said, and she followed him.
"What was that?" Naga asked as she looked at the broken painting, and Dante simply responded in a simple manner while examining what was left intact.
"The story of Lilith," Dante commented.
"Move aside." He said and filled his fist with black flame, preparing to destroy the wall.
BOOOOOMMM
Dante's fist completely obliterated the wall in front of him, revealing a long corridor leading to a door. Debris was lightly shaken, and an earthquake occurred around them.
"Damn! THERE'S MORE FLOORS!" He spoke and began to run. "HURRY UP!" Nagasawa followed quickly as they arrived at the door.
"Open it fast!" Nagasawa said, and Dante simply punched it again, blowing the door open.
"FOR GOD'S SAKE, STOP BREAKING THINGS!" She roared, and Dante pretended not to hear anything.
"Shut up, we have work to do," Dante said, and various creatures emerged from the darkness of the place.
"Give me the Nunchakos," Nagasawa said.
"No," he replied, pouting. "They're mine."
"Hey, you idiot, you have Durandal, give me this crap here," Nagasawa said, ordering, and Dante lowered his head...
'I should have turned you into a servant...' He pondered but shook his head.
"I guess it's our first time," Dante commented.
"Indeed."
"Let's crush them and get back to the surface."
"We have a lot of work to do, with three individuals," she commented.
"Eye for an eye."
"Tooth for a tooth."
Both spoke together, "Blood for blood."
They both advanced upon the horde of opposing monsters, supporting each other in the total carnage ahead of them. Dante didn't hesitate for a second. After turning Nagasawa into a vampire and drinking her blood, which was much purer compared to others, he regained almost all of his energy, just as Nagasawa did the same.
The synchrony between them was phenomenal, as if they had known each other for thousands of years. While Nagasawa attacked, Dante defended, and vice versa. They began to invade different floors, one after another, and this continued for days. Dante's strength began to return gradually, and Nagasawa started to get used to her vampire body.
For her, everything was fine, and she only wanted one thing: to get out of this infernal pit and devastate those who threw her into this hole. Despite now not thinking it's so bad being stuck in this place with this man.
They will continue to survive regardless of the challenge, now with Nagasawa in her Rogue form, it was impossible for them to die without fighting
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC82: Morgana is Going Crazy
While Dante and Nagasawa searched for a way out of the Dungeon, some people were having troubles.
"This damn thing doesn't work!" Morgana yelled as she relentlessly attacked the strange crystals.
"Damn it!" She broke her nails as she tightly clenched her fist, causing them to bleed slightly.
"I'M GOING TO KILL WHOEVER DID THIS!" She screamed, and the whole world around her trembled. At this moment, they had devastated all the first 10 floors and were trying to break through the crystal barriers.
"Mistress!" One of the witches caught Morgana's attention, who looked at her with fury, appreciating her more as a demon than a witch.
"She's right, mistress, you need to calm down." Another witch in white robes and white hair said as she hovered alongside Morgana.
"Yniel and Sylvia." She said as both witches smiled; it had been a while since they last met.
"The Queen asked us to assist you." Sylvia, with her golden hair and brown eyes, said as she adjusted her black dress slightly.
"Yes, she said the boy's rescue must be done by the end of the week, she mobilized some experienced witches with dark magic to come here." Yniel commented as she twirled her fingers in her curls.
"My mother? What does she have to do with this?" Morgana wondered, after all, she would never ask Alice for help after their last fight.
"We're not sure, but it seems she has her eye on Dante Scarlet." Sylvia murmured, and Morgana's eyebrows arched slightly.
'Eyeing on? If you can't beat them, join them? Foolish woman.' Morgana thought as she looked at the small army of witches digging into the sides of the crystals in search of an entrance to the eleventh floor.
"What do you plan to do when we find the boy?" Yniel asked as she observed the scene as a whole.
"Find the culprit, bring them to trial, and then kill them." Morgana commented calmly as she thought.
"Seriously? Do you think they'll let that happen?" Sylvia asked, smiling, a slightly treacherous smile.
"Since Titania caused all that trouble, we've been cautious. We wouldn't allow deaths, neither Dante's nor the others, but it was a treacherous move if they really abandoned them as I think; that would be considered betrayal by the alliance and something like that would be relevant enough for, in case of trial, the death penalty to be established.
Even though I find the death of those involved unlikely, the punishments will be immense." Morgana commented and looked at the witches as she floated.
"And there's still that woman." Morgana said with a soft smile. "Woman?" Sylvia asked confused.
"Valentina will return soon. I forced Gaspar to use everything he had to bring the boy back, or else I'll tell her immediately. Valentina went to fetch her familiar; right now, they must be going through the return from the Spiritual Realm," Morgana commented.
"She went to the Spiritual Realm? How?!" Yniel asked shocked. She didn't even know that was possible, and she was a witch over 300 years old!
"She has her ways. It's a pity my Familiar died a few years before Dante appeared. He was a good familiar," Morgana said lightly, but clearly irritated and frustrated. Her familiar was a small black phoenix that fell ill from an unknown illness and unfortunately had its fire extinguished. It probably reincarnated somewhere in the Spiritual Realm, but its memories were gone after its death.
"We have to find my beloved," Morgana said as she slightly opened a portal. "Where are you going, Mistress?" Sylvia asked.
"I'm going to talk to my mother. I wouldn't bow my head to her again, but the aura of the ring is getting weaker and weaker. He may be in danger," Morgana commented and entered the portal, emerging in front of an extremely busy woman.
She had already asked her mother for help, but she didn't say anything really helpful, just to open the place and look for an exit since the Teleportation was canceled.
She stood in front of Alice, who continued working without even looking at her face. Soon, she opened her mouth. "Mother."
She still hadn't looked Morgana in the eyes, but she commented lightly, "I thought I already sent Yniel and Sylvia to you, Ana." Morgana's eyes flickered slightly when she heard her mother pronounce "Ana," her childhood nickname.
"The ring is failing," Morgana said, and Alice glanced at her, but didn't even meet her gaze, only seeing the ring on her finger, the blue jewel faintly lit.
"Give me that." She ordered, and Morgana removed the ring.
"Hark Kha Kreie," Alice murmured in an unknown language, and the ring extinguished completely.
"What happened?" Morgana asked quickly, but Alice didn't listen to her. "Makr Kjr Kuri Kha Ha." The ring lit up completely, and she returned the ring to Morgana.
"If you're desperately looking for the boy, he's still descending the floors. For some reason, this entire place is coated with an anti-magic and concealment curse, so it's impossible to enter by magic. The crystals are made of Muthelion, a strong mana conductor that absorbs anything.
Use Mytrill or Tungsten tools with this enchantment," Alice said and handed her a sheet with a magic circle that Morgana had never seen before, then returned to her tasks.
"Why... didn't you say anything before? I asked you for help earlier!" Morgana asked, she was truly furious now.
"Stop acting like a child, you didn't come here before because you didn't want to. You were too arrogant and paid the price. I'm helping you only because they managed to withdraw Titania from the Treaty, and that benefited us a lot. Now go away, can't you see how busy I am? Damn, I'm going CRAZY ALREADY!" Alice replied lightly with a tone of madness.
She really had a lot to do, and playing adventurer to find the hero wasn't what she wanted, nor did she have time for it.
"SPARK! I HAVE WORK TO DO!" Alice shouted as she launched Morgana into a portal that led directly onto Sylvia.
"KYA!!!!!" She screamed when she saw Morgana's body flying towards her. She tried to get out of the way but couldn't.
"Ouch," she saw her Mistress' body on top of her, her entire body burning with pain.
"That crazy old woman, she could have said this before!" Morgana shouted, startling all the witches around. "Hey, you, get Mytrill or Tungsten and make pickaxes with this enchantment, we need to break these stupid crystals!" She ordered, and the witches ran off, after all... her tone wasn't the gentlest.
"Lady Morgana..." One of the new witches arrived with a paper in hand to deliver to Morgana.
"What now!" She snarled in anger, but the witch in front of her was one of the new recruits. "Oh, sorry, it's the newbie... Forgot your name, but what's this?"
"It's Clarice, Lady Morgana, and this is a letter from the Princess for you." She handed over the letter, bowed, and ran off.
"Damn, it was just a scream. What does this witch want now?" Morgana wondered as she took the letter and opened it.
"Damn, it's from Lyra, that Bitch."
[Dear Morgana,
I hope this letter finds you sufficiently entertained with your petty affairs and suffering greatly for your single life. After a period of self-indulgence, I have decided it is time to return to the rat's den, which I call Your Tower.
Of course, I feel a slight nostalgia for the fun I used to have at your expense, but I am eager to pick up where I left off. I can't wait to share my findings.
Rest assured my loyalty is fickle, but for now, I see advantage in returning to the nest. Remember, there is no honor among the Arcanes, only power.
With contempt and disdain, Lyra Arcane]
"This defective wretch is coming back. Damn it, mother, couldn't you warn me? Now, besides Dante, I have to prepare myself to be constantly bothered. Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!
Why don't you just die already! Go after that dragon again! AAAAAAAA!" She screamed...
"I need a break, I'm becoming just like Valentina," Morgana sighed as she put her hands over her face.
"Damn it, Dante, I'm going to punish you," she muttered.
Morgana was losing her mind.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC83: Virtue Breaks
"We've got trouble," said Alexander, observing the two in front of him, Ethan and Forki. Both maintained serious expressions, aware of the gravity of the situation.
"We already figured," replied Ethan, while Forki nodded in agreement. The tension in the air was palpable, and everyone was aware that the situation demanded a careful approach.
"The Director visited my father," explained Alexander, and both nodded, confirming that they had also received similar visits. The mention of the Director brought a sense of unease, as they knew their actions were under constant scrutiny.
"What happened?" asked Forki, his voice laden with concern and interest.
"Nothing much," began Alexander, trying to downplay the seriousness of the situation. "He just denied any involvement, despite knowing about it," he continued, his expression indicating that there was more behind the Director's words than he was willing to reveal at that moment.
"I didn't think it would come to this so easily," replied Forki, his mind working quickly to understand the implications of this revelation.
"Yeah, I thought they wouldn't even suspect, we underestimated them," agreed Ethan, his expression reflecting a mix of surprise and frustration.
"What do we do?" questioned Forki, as he looked to his companions for guidance and solutions.
"I don't know," admitted Alexander, his mind spinning with possibilities and consequences. "First, we'd need an alibi, but it would be useless if they summoned us and used magic to know if we're lying or not," he pondered, his voice laden with concern.
"We could use something to prevent that magic," suggested Ethan, a determination gleaming in his eyes. "But the question is: where could we get that?"
The room fell silent for a moment as each of them reflected on Ethan's question and the possible solutions to their imminent problems. The tension in the air was palpable, but soon a smile appeared on Alexander's face.
"I've got an idea!" He exclaimed, his expression that of a man pleased to have found a good solution to the situation.
***
The sound of classes was chaotic, as the incident unfolded, many murmurs and gossip circulated about the students of the Academy, especially after what happened.
The supposed death of Dante caused an uproar, especially for one person.
Sara Vortex, who entered a deep state of mourning and could no longer hold hope for Dante's return. She had lost not only Dante but also her legendary weapon. She blamed herself for not being strong enough.
She received a great sermon from her mother, as well as from her master, after entrusting the Sword to Dante. Unfortunately, revealing to the Empress that Dante was one of the "Chosen Heroes" by the Sacred Power.
But that day never left her mind, every night she thinks about the last things she saw and about everything that happened, as well as the incident as a whole. Every day she goes through it again and again, and she always sees Dante disappearing.
Unfortunately, everyone suffered greatly from the mana drain caused by the Guardian Golem. She, being closer, received a lot of damage. She could hardly imagine how Nagasawa and Dante were, comparing to how she was, they probably had really died.
She spent two weeks in the infirmary recovering from physical and psychological wounds. Unfortunately, part of her magic core ruptured, making everything more difficult. Although she is healed now, only she knows how frightening it was to experience that feeling of never being able to use magic again.
Sara was... tired of living this complicated life she started. Previously, she was a cheerful and sweet girl, she loved traveling through the realms with her guard and enjoying the little moments. Was she spoiled? Yes, was that a flaw? Who can judge that?
Sara was the daughter of an Empress, but she had already gone through many difficulties.
That Sara who smiled at silly acts, was cheerful, and constantly kept a smile on her face while battling, became someone... or rather... something terrifying.
Sara had been denying her Virtue since Dante left. In fact, it is more noticeable to say that her Grief took her Virtue, Humility in Sara died. The people who bothered her were trash, the people who disagreed were poor souls, the people who challenged her were killed.
This may seem childish on her part, to let someone break in this way, but it wasn't that simple. Virtues are born with their main characteristic, Sara's personality was shaped by the Humility of her Virtue, but now?
She broke, going against her virtue is difficult, but she had given up on the Virtue that made her relaxed, causing the person she discovered she loved to die, as well as the Vampires and other races Virtues are not necessarily 100% Human, they are Aspects of the Angels, Sara broke her Virtue out of pure hurt, it wasn't just a childish reaction.
Sara was changing slightly and if no one stopped her...
At this moment, Sara was focusing on not giving in to the evil thoughts that have constantly invaded her mind. She has been training while waiting for news of Dante and if something happens to him.
Sara vowed that she would erase the person from this world, even if she sacrificed herself and became...
One of the Seven Deadly Sins.
Yes, exactly. Sara's journey is an internal battle between her Virtue and the temptation of Sin. She is on the brink, and only she can decide which path to take. If she succumbs to hatred and vengeance, she may become a creature of darkness, losing her humanity to become one of the Seven Deadly Sins.
However, if she finds a way to overcome her pain and rediscover her humility, she may find redemption and remain true to her Virtue. The choice is hers, and her decision will shape her destiny and her character forever.
But that's a story for another day. At this moment, what was truly important was Valentina, who had just entered the Threshold between the Spiritual and Material, a place that few beings can enter without the permission of the Spirit King. Valentina was making her way to her Familiar, whom she hadn't seen for 200 years.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC84: Igris, Valentina's Familiar
The place was blank, nothing existed beyond two women staring at each other as they sat at a tea table. One of them was a redhead dressed elegantly in a black dress, with long red hair and red eyes, bearing bite marks on her neck.
She sat cross-legged, gazing at the other person, who coincidentally resembled her greatly, except for her red hair with small flickers of fire. She wore a white dress with gold accents and had amber eyes.
"Do you want to know what's been happening in the Spirit Realm? I thought you weren't interested in such matters anymore, mistress, since you left me all alone," the woman in white said, pouting, clearly saddened by Valentina's actions.
"You chose to take a break," Valentina replied authoritatively, lifting her teacup lightly and sipping delicately.
"I didn't ask for a break! I asked for a few weeks off! That was two hundred years ago!" She exclaimed, throwing a tantrum and hitting the table.
"Hmm, I forgot, Igris," Valentina said, pretending to ponder, but it only further enraged the familiar in front of her.
"Mistress!" She shouted, pounding the table, and Valentina couldn't help but laugh. "Fufufufu," and the veins on Igris's head only bulged more, her hair was aflame, and two fire wings had already appeared on her back.
"Calm down, are you still a child? Fufufu," Valentina said as she savored her teacup.
"Come on, tell me what's been happening in the Spirit Realm, I need some information," Valentina said, laughing as she leaned on her arm.
Igris was slightly perplexed by this scene; she wouldn't usually make such a face! What had happened in two hundred years? Where was that woman? Valentina!
These were Igris's deep thoughts, which were nothing but confusion upon seeing the bitter woman being so gentle.
"Come on, I came to see you for this; it's important," Valentina commented as she looked deeply into Igris's eyes.
"Sigh."
"Okay, you must want to know about the incident, right?" Igris asked as she looked at Valentina's surprised eyes. "Oops," she let slip.
"What incident? Come on, spill!" Valentina was quick, and Igris sighed deeply once again.
"A mass genocide occurred on the last floor of Etheria," Igris said, and Valentina's face slightly changed to an expression with no explanation or description, clearly screaming "CONTINUE!"
"Nearly two billion spirits were massacred a few weeks ago. I don't know the actual facts, but combining the information I've gathered, it seems that the Spirit King interfered in something outside," Igris said, and Valentina's eyes trembled slightly.
"That damn spirit!" She roared, but didn't show it to Igris, who continued speaking without interruption.
"The last floor of the Spirit Realm is a place forbidden for any spirit to enter, even I, who is of the highest class, am prohibited," Igris commented, seeming to be trying to hide something.
"Igris, my son was banished from the Spirit Realm," Valentina said, and with just one sentence, Igris's whole body burst into flames of anger.
She knew Valentina better than anyone else. As a primordial spirit, she had accompanied many beings, but Valentina was her greatest contract; it wasn't hard to say she was her only true friend in her immortal life, and she had just found out that not only did Valentina have a son, but that same son had been banished from the realm she was associated with.
"Valentina, since when do you have a son?" She asked lightly as she lowered her furious aura.
"Almost fourteen years ago," she commented as she calmly drank her tea, acting as if nothing was happening.
"Fourteen years... and you didn't even think to introduce him to me? Petty!" She snarled as she drank her drink from her cup.
"I was going to bring him personally to meet you; I was waiting for him to grow up. I thought about passing my contract to him," Valentina replied, and it was true. When Dante grew up more, she wanted Igris to become his familiar because both of them were quite similar, and unlike Valentina, who didn't have much patience, Dante was someone who had plenty and would get along well with Igris.
"I would never accept that, you know that," Igris commented, subtly laughing. She couldn't do that. "I figured, Fufufu," Valentina laughed along.
"Anyway, back to our subject," Igris commented. "Even if I accepted, I don't think I could be your familiar," she remarked, and Valentina was more confused by the question, but she answered anyway.
"A few weeks ago, when he tried to make the contract with a familiar..." Igris immediately connected the dots and then gave her verdict to Valentina.
"It's just a guess, but when your son tried to establish a connection, the spiritual world sent the banishment signal and prevented the familiar from connecting to him... I can't believe I'm thinking of such an absurd thing," Igris said as she stopped her explanation.
"CONTINUE!" Valentina shouted, startling Igris. "Hey, calm down!"
"Hmpg, as I was saying. He connected with the spiritual world and received the banishment signal; the connection was made with that woman," Igris commented, her head lowered, fearing what she was about to say.
"The only person who lives on the top floor, Voralith," Igris said and choked slightly on her tea, alone.
Valentina was puzzled; who the hell was Voralith?
"Voralith, starting-class familiar spirit, formerly a... well, I can't reveal. Basically, she's the most powerful familiar spirit there is; she herself has such surreal power that she can kill spirits forever. In this case, she did that a few days ago," Igris commented, and her eyes slightly showed sadness; the spiritual world had suffered a great loss...
"I don't know many details, but only she could cause something like this... And if your son did happen to connect with her, it means he was a good master for her to follow. She's been trapped in the spiritual realm for a million years, so if this is really the case, the commotion had a reason," Igris commented and took her teacup again, taking the last sip.
"The balance in the Spirit Realm has declined; the celestial entities are probably already trying to resolve it. Make your son try to enter the Spirit Realm again, using me as a guide. If they intervene in this decision, it's likely that he'll be able to enter again in a few months," Igris finished.
"I see, thank you, Igris," Valentina commented as she got up. "Are you leaving already?" Igris questioned.
"Yes, I need to inform him about this news and also take care of some things... I have a fairy to hold accountable for what she did," Valentina commented and started walking.
"I'll come with you later; I'll just inform the Spirit King of my absence," Igris commented and saw Valentina nod as her body turned into flames.
"This is the last time I do anything for you; our debt is paid, Kazess," Igris said, and a man appeared by her side.
"Okay, as long as Voralith leaves the spiritual world, her power will be absorbed during the contract; she'll become very weak while the boy grows up, and we'll have time to prevent another genocide if she decides to return," he commented and turned to look at a familiar face.
"It's good to see my favorite comedian fix the mess he made. Thanks for your hard work, you trash!" The Admin commented, and Kazess disappeared into the wind.
He looked at the familiar lightly and smiled, but of course, Igris saw nothing but a black void in the man in the suit.
"System," he said as he appeared in the vast expanse of galaxies.
A keyboard appeared in front of him, and he began typing on a kind of CMD
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[[7:23] 893723133: /unban "666002777-Dante Scarlet" ]
[[7:24] System: The user "666002777-Dante Scarlet" has been unbanned from "Etheria" by the Administrator ]
[[7:24] System Notification: The Balance is being restored, please check, open the System Manually and see the performance graphs of this Sector
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"There, everything balanced," he sighed as he sat in an armchair and watched a black hole emerge.
"Make a contract soon and drain that damn celestial, I can't stand managing that celestial bitch anymore. Stupid Yggdrasil wants to balance reality by leaving that monster loose! Idiot!" He said and fell asleep in the chair
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC85: Jade Empress's Dominion
"The wide caverns made the atmosphere gloomier, but nothing could deter Dante. His focus had transcended natural limits, and he had been in complete ecstasy for days, executing circular strikes and using Nagasawa as support, clearing everything in their path.
Upon Nagasawa's transformation into a vampire, his body surged with adrenaline, stirring a frenzy between the two. Dante and Naga relentlessly extinguished the lives of hundreds, no, thousands upon thousands of beasts each minute, descending through the floors with unbridled fury and denial for the events of their recent days.
Dante's frustration brewed as Morgana continued to elude him. He was even more incensed by his own perceived inadequacy, hinting at an underlying mystery. How could someone who had trained rigorously for two devastating years be so... feeble?
His lineage powers were evolving; with every strike, his body subtly morphed, his muscles becoming sinewy, jagged, and regenerating amidst the carnage.
Wave after wave of demonic beasts emerged, Rank 5, 6, and 7 creatures falling to his blade.
Durandal had succumbed to demonic influence, gradually transforming into a "Demon Slayer," an advanced class of Legendary Swords that transitioned from Holy Power to Demonic, dedicated to eradicating more and more demons.
A Demon Slayer akin to a Dragon Slayer, a weapon forged for such occasions. Durandal, having depleted its Divine power, now cloaked in Demonic Energy, transformed into a kind of Flesh Devourer. With each strike against weaker demons, it overwhelmed them with Demonic Energy, depleting their regeneration.
Time was of the essence, and Dante continued to forge the sword while dispatching Demonic Beasts, infusing it with his black fire. It became an invincible weapon against these lower-level beings.
Nagasawa, too, rose to the challenge. Characteristics of a Slayer emerged in Nunglace, the Triple Nunchaku Nagasawa wielded. Though not on par with Durandal, it proved invaluable against infernal creatures, capable of freezing demons completely, a feat once deemed impossible.
Dante and Nagasawa formed a perfect alliance, two highly skilled vampires, impervious to damage, confronting every obstacle in a mesmerizing Dance of Blood and Fury.
The corridors resembled scenes from a horror film, with corpses adorning the ceilings and body parts strewn everywhere, as if the cave were composed of blood--a perpetual horror inducing nausea at the sight of surreal, brutal scenes.
"We're nearing the end of the 99th floor," remarked Dante, with Nagasawa concurring, as they beheld the final chamber.
Indeed, they had descended to the 100th Floor in a mere ten days, following Nagasawa's transformation into a vampire.
Almost three months had passed since then. The absence of Morgana, though inconsequential to him, left Dante disappointed, perturbed, and chiefly, apprehensive. Morgana wasn't one to act in such a manner; whatever transpired posed a greater danger than they anticipated.
"How are you holding up?" Dante inquired.
"I'm managing, albeit a bit fatigued. Being a vampire has left my mind restless and chaotic."
"You'll acclimate," Dante reassured. "How long did it take you?"
"Hm? Valentina turned me before I grasped emotions fully, so there wasn't much of an adjustment period," Dante explained with a smile, eliciting a pout from Nagasawa.
"Hehe," Dante chuckled, finding Nagasawa's expression rather endearing.
"Let's proceed; this must be the final floor," declared Dante. "Prepare for whatever lies ahead."
The duo traversed corridors and staircases leading to the last floor. Soon enough, they arrived at their destination.
Before them stood a colossal door adorned with demonic motifs and scenes from ancient tales, including the Heavenly Father banishing Lucifer, the Fall of Azazel, and Lilith's Infernal Reign. Notably, there was a depiction of Adam's banishment from Paradise, an intriguing detail suggesting the Human Progenitor's involvement in demonic lore.
Dante glanced casually at the imagery, his attention captured by the towering tree recounting these stories in intricate detail.
"This must be Yggdrasil," Dante remarked, observing the World Tree. Nagasawa, however, remained puzzled, her knowledge of Yggdrasil limited.
"Let's proceed; we need to finish this," Dante urged, placing his hand on the massive double doors.
Upon beholding what lay beyond, Dante fell silent, his thoughts swirling with myriad questions and intentions, an uneasy feeling settling in.
Foremost among Dante's musings was the nature of Dungeons in this world. Initially perceived as sites where high mana concentrations caused beast mutations, his perspective evolved. Now, he saw them as towers or castles designed to foster religious zeal, fortified with advanced mechanisms even beyond his experience as a protege of a Supreme Mage.
Every aspect of this place felt alien, yet Dante pressed forward, bracing for worsening conditions with each step.
Demons and corrupted beasts continued to assail them, Nagasawa's vampiric aid notwithstanding. Their progress felt surreal, particularly upon reaching Lilith's Chamber, where depictions of the demoness intertwined with tales of human devotees to the infernal.
What lay ahead for Dante remained an enigma. Neither he nor Nagasawa could comprehend the existence of this chamber.
Flesh and remains adorned the chamber, grotesque pillars sustaining its structure. Dante's attempt to provoke a reaction resulted in the flesh pillars animating, giving life to a grotesque, terrifying entity--an eye of pure energy surrounded by tendrils.
Dante regarded the spectacle with disdain. He felt...
"I'm thoroughly unimpressed," he declared aloud, drawing the eye's attention along with Nagasawa's.
[Humans], the Eye intoned, as Dante leveled a Corrupted Durandal at it.
"Shut it, you one-eyed monstrosity," Dante retorted, a scowl etched upon his features. "I've fought for four months to confront an eyesore like you in this wretched place. Hey Lilith! Come out and face me!" He taunted the eye.
[Humans... Flesh and Blood, I must consume], the voice reverberated--a demonic symphony of myriad voices coalescing into a chorus of malevolence.
"Let's end this farce; stand back," Dante instructed Nagasawa, who complied as he readied himself.
With a powerful eruption of black flames, Dante cleansed the chamber, obliterating the flesh and blood remnants that once adorned its walls.
"Much better. I prefer fighting in clean spaces, especially with this lunatic," Dante remarked, projecting forward with surreal speed.
With a swift horizontal slash, Dante began his assault on the grotesque entity, slicing through its defenses with ease. Though he anticipated resistance, he pressed on, dodging and severing tendrils effortlessly.
Meanwhile, Nagasawa observed, analyzing the situation with keen insight. While Dante relied on Valentina's instinctual combat style--'Overcome the World, Overcome Everything'--Nagasawa adopted a more strategic approach, unraveling the creature's origins and weaknesses.
"He's showing off," Nagasawa remarked, evading tendrils that sought to ensnare her.
"Being the support is a drag," she muttered, freezing several tendrils that lashed out at her.
'Gelatinous material, yet resilient as steel. An adaptable life form, absorbing and evolving, creating tendrils for locomotion. Someone summoned it to adapt to this world,' Nagasawa deduced, wrestling with the implications of its existence. 'I must consume... Is this entity the source of mana absorption? No, it's something created from the crystals, more likely.'
While Nagasawa pondered, Dante continued his onslaught against the Strange Being. He remained calm, connected to the ceiling and striking with precision. Yet, despite his efforts, he found no difficulty, only... tedium.
He was thoroughly disappointed. He had expected some form of reward upon reaching the final floor, yet all he found was this entity. If anything of significance lay here, it would reveal itself once he dispatched this demonic aberration.
Soon enough, Dante felt a rush of wind, followed by a resounding Ka-Boom! as something exploded near him. Turning, he saw Nagasawa sprawled on the ground, the impact having knocked her down.
"Damn it," he muttered, shifting his attention back to the giant eye. A fissure appeared on its surface, resembling a cross, before vanishing and reappearing.
Ka-Boom!
Another laser streaked past Dante, detonating against the wall and causing the chamber to tremble. "Of course, you'd have something like this," he commented wryly, but then... a portal began to materialize, and numerous beasts began to pour forth.
"Naga, looks like we've found our Summoner!" He announced, as Nagasawa unfurled her vampire wings and stood by his side.
"How long until we end this?" he inquired, a smile spreading across his face, excitement rekindled within him. "Stay airborne; I'll wipe them all out in three minutes." He knew it, she knew it; they were both eager for the battle.
"Got it," Dante replied, murmuring [Fall of Flames] as he conjured numerous spheres of black fire, raining them down upon the regenerating tendrils, impeding their recovery.
While Dante managed the Strange Being, Nagasawa rose from the ground, a crimson hue coloring her hair from the dirt and blood. Yet, she paid it no heed.
As she advanced, a poisonous mana seeped from the ground, enveloping the chamber in a verdant mist. Nagasawa embraced it, reveling in its potency as it corroded impurities, cleansing her body and preparing her for battle.
With her white hair billowing, her muscular frame supple, Nagasawa assumed a battle stance, wielding the Nunchakus as a staff, connecting the three parts.
"I am a Viper, I am a hunter," she declared, as poison saturated the air. Finally, she unleashed a technique years in the making, her core now robust enough to execute.
[Jade Empress's Dominion], she murmured, as the poison dissolved and dispatched all before her.
"Terrifying," Dante remarked, watching Nagasawa revel in the chaos; "You know, I think I'll start collecting women like her... I have a soft spot for crazies."
"Well, I don't have time for that. While my Lady deals with the vermin, it's time to erase you from existence."
[Vampire... Demon] it uttered, but... a slice from the Corrupted Durandal cleaved through its armored hide, leaving it momentarily stunned.
"Thought I'd let you monologue, did you?" Dante quipped, a smirk gracing his lips as he sliced through the ceiling where the Eye was ensnared. "You're far too lazy; come on, move! I don't like hunting paralyzed prey." With that, Dante surged forward, finally rending through the side of the giant eye's armor, hurling it aside.
"Get up, you repulsive Cyclops; I'm about to teach you the meaning of death."
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N/a: Hey, my dear readers, the chapters will be reduced for some time. I'm having health issues and can't focus on writing the chapters. I'll schedule only one chapter per day for now. I hope you understand. As soon as I recover, I'll resume with two chapters per day as usual. Thank you for reading!
PS: Please, I know it's annoying to have to ask this, but I would like you to evaluate the work. We're already in chapter 85, I know you like her, you wouldn't come here! This helps a lot and motivates me to keep bringing Dante's story! Thanks!
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC86: As If This Were... Familiar?
Everything was calm, the Demonic One-Eyed, as Dante named it, was reasonably simple, actually comical that the dungeon's final boss was so straightforward. It simply dodged and struck when it saw an opportunity, actually too simple.
Dante was tired of following the same irritating formula and began using the One-Eyed to polish his skills.
Yes...
At this moment, Dante was testing fire spells... On an intermediate rank demonic creation... but it turned into a skills-whetting stone...
"I can't believe this," Nagasawa said, watching Dante play football with the creature's head.
"Hey, want to try too?" He shouted, waving with a smile and kicking the eye towards Nagasawa. The eye was too dazed and dizzy to react anymore.
Nagasawa started to laugh lightly and juggled the eye with her feet, then sent it back to Dante, who hit it with the side of his sword as if playing baseball...
Perhaps 'childish' isn't the word, but if anyone saw such a scene, they might think they were two demonic children playing with a demonic beast, well... it wasn't entirely untrue, as Dante and Naga had absorbed various malefic energies during their journey... but it was still extremely childish to see a being that should be the pinnacle of the dungeon... well, being treated like a toy ball.
[Consume] The eye grunted and began to change.
"Looks like we annoyed him," Dante said with a mocking smile as he used the Devil Durandal as support.
"Hahaha, took longer than I thought," Nagasawa laughed as she twirled the nunchakus.
Clep Clep Clep
Dante clapped his hands as he watched the eye slowly grow larger, consuming all the tentacles.
"Let's go, big guy! Reveal your final form! This is boring!" Dante shouted, using his hands to "amp up the volume."
"Poison won't work." Nagasawa commented, and Dante pointed to the eye, "Don't worry, I found the weak spot." Dante said with a smile, and Nagasawa looked puzzled.
"You did?"
"Of course, damn it, look at the size of that eye. Stick the sword in deep, and this damn thing will explode like fireworks HAHAHA" Dante laughed. "Damn, it's obviously the center!" Dante shouted.
This is what boredom does to a warrior... turns him into a barbarian in front of a disappointing enemy.
"Accept.... Consume... Learn," They heard the voice coming from the immense eye, a rift appeared on the ground like a conduit, a kind of portal that began to manifest creatures, eyeless and seemingly devoid of any means of sight and touch, just balls with tentacles, it was strange but Dante didn't care.
Time was against them, after all, they still felt the tremors from the giant golem occasionally, which meant the floors above were collapsing, so Dante decided to finish things so they could finally return to the surface, after all, he still had three people to kill.
They began to move quickly, in fact, the situation hardly mattered, they had surpassed the level of strength of this dungeon two days ago when their bodies began to evolve with the absorption of demonic energy. That way, they managed to survive in this bitter pit of chaotic energy, using the energy as an anchor to hold onto their lives in this place with minimal damage.
No weaker being could match their pace. They were Noble Vampires, children of the night, and they were not like mortals. Being able to fight endlessly for days without sleep and still fight any enemy to a standstill, they stoically endured what would kill anyone else.
Was Dante just a child? Screw being a child, that doesn't exist anymore, Dante was already an adult, always has been. His body had already adjusted, and now he was nearly 6'3" tall, just like the children of werewolves and giants, he grew rapidly due to the stress on his body and mind.
"We'll finish this now." He said to Nagasawa, who agreed, both running quickly with an incessant fury in their eyes, the desire for freedom being the driving force and revenge the final dish.
Even so, Nagasawa's arms were already aching from killing so many beasts, for half a second as she projected herself, a tentacle came, she was too slow to react, she used the nunchakus, but she wasn't stable enough and hit the wall.
Then she fell, but she wasn't in danger.
Dante saw the scene and remembered that Nagasawa wasn't a helpless child, she didn't fear pain, didn't need to avoid always getting hurt.
What was right in the end.
She turned in the air and prevented the fall using her own hands, thrusting them into the wall's crevices, she easily escaped and landed on the ground standing, looking at Dante who continued to advance.
The tentacles began to shoot red rays, pure energy beams, but this was nothing for Durandal, which easily cut through any type of matter.
Dante ran using the tentacles as bridges, using his wings to glide and dodge while the Eye floated in the air, creating new layers of protection.
"Not today, big guy," Dante said and leaped forward, creating a circulation of flames on his feet to boost his jumps and advances, with Dante's strength, he applied all his fury and force into the sword that could withstand whatever they used it for.
As Dante jumped towards the Demonic Eye, he remembered a small technique his mother taught him, one of the few techniques that were really worth using.
"Ascending Flame" He said and made a vertical cut, with fire imbued throughout the sword.
Immediately splitting the eye in half.
Dante landed on his feet as he looked at Nagasawa who awaited him with a gentle smile on her face, he walked as he heard the sound of demonic energy being shattered, just like when Cerberus died.
"Dante," She said and pointed behind him, when he turned... He saw a woman in spiritual form hovering in black energy, she wore a black dress of pure miasma and her hair cascaded down in white tones to the ground as she hovered, she had two curved horns, and her eyes were completely black with neon red pupils.
"Lilith," Dante said as the Woman looked at him, she analyzed him thoroughly, and a second later, she put her hand on one of her horns and broke it, subsequently, she began to walk towards Dante and thrust the horn into his chest, he had time to react, but couldn't, it was as if he were completely paralyzed.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
Dante screamed, a sharp pain engulfed his entire body, his body burned with pain as if he were melting in lava.
As Dante fell in pain, Lilith's spirit walked to one side of the combat arena and began to merge all the energy of the Demonic Eye that was in the air, Nagasawa couldn't move, she wanted to help Dante, but nothing could be done, she couldn't do anything, not even using all her strength.
Lilith raised her hands, and a coffin rose from the ground, a secret chamber opened, and a body came flying from the ground.
Dante looked into Lilith's eyes that slightly curved, he felt a strange sensation... as if this were... familiar?
"Re- Release me!" Dante tried to shout, but nothing mattered.
Dante watched as Lilith approached again, trembling with fear. He didn't want to feel that pain again. But time stood still for him when he saw the body Lilith brought...
The body of a woman, a woman Dante knew from the previous paintings, the body of Eva.
Lilith raised her hands, and the preserved body of Eva began to disintegrate, turning into nothing but one thing... Blood.
Lilith's ethereal body began to take on a physical form, and she held Dante's face, then she mixed her own blood with Eva's and forcefully injected all the blood into him.
Dante felt as if he were drinking poison, how could he not? Eva was a divine creation from God, after Adam, she was the Progenitor of Humans, both had the same status, and Lilith was a demon goddess, a divine being who fell into hell.
"!@#&$!@$" He said and disappeared as Dante fell to his knees on the ground, trying to vomit but nothing came out. His body began to combust and burn like the flames of hell.
Everything turned black for him for a second, everything was complete chaos, he was completely insane, he began to burn so much that he started punching his own head to lose consciousness, Lilith's horn came out of his body, he fell forward and began convulsing.
Nagasawa still couldn't get up and began crawling towards Dante, but her hands started to fail, and she passed out.
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N/a: Hey, my dear readers, the chapters will be reduced for some time. I'm having health issues and can't focus on writing the chapters. I'll schedule only one chapter per day for now. I hope you understand. As soon as I recover, I'll resume with two chapters per day as usual. Thank you for reading!
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC87: That Woman Came Back
"She's back," said a man as he wielded his sword with force, slightly distorting the space where the blade passed through.
"Yes, have you chosen your side?" Sasaki's voice resonated, but Musashi didn't respond. He adjusted his grip and struck.
"World Cutter," he uttered, and the sword tore through the sky, devastating the layer of reality, but it was only momentary, lasting no more than half a second, and the world reconstituted itself.
"If this strike were complete, I'd assist the others. But I choose only the side that will win," said Musashi, sheathing his sword.
Both tacitly agreed, but it seemed too late. The skies began to redden, the local temperature rising steadily, and then...
A pillar of fire emerged on the horizon.
"She's here," they said together, opening a portal and swiftly heading towards the pillar.
"Repeat what you said, if you dare," challenged Valentina, addressing Gaspar, who was on his knees, pressed down by an overwhelming force.
With a movement, Sasaki sliced through Valentina's aura, who turned ready to face the two newcomers, wielding Gungnir.
"You are grandmasters, so you must know what will happen if I take that spear," she threatened, but Musashi and Sasaki did not immediately respond.
"I left to do something important, and when I return, I'm informed that my husband has been missing for almost four months because of a foolish family feud," commented Valentina, expressing resentment, hatred, and bitterness in her words.
She projected her voice and made a proclamation to the air.
"He will return, and when he does, the culprit will be revealed. And if any of his descendants are guilty, there will be consequences. I remained silent when Titania dared to break our pact, but now it's different; the pact is null since it was broken," she roared.
This message was heard by all, including those who were not the specific target.
"Valenti-" "Silence, the boy is alive," she interrupted before Gaspar could respond, grabbing his head and pressing it against the ground with a blow, causing the director to lose consciousness.
"Bastard, take him to your infirmary," she ordered, and an elf emerged from the shadows. "Tsk, Eleon," cursed Valentina as the elf took Gaspar and disappeared.
"Where is the boy? I know Morgana can't sense him like you," Musashi remarked, sitting on the sofa beside.
"He is thousands of kilometers below ground, in the dungeon you idiots wanted to invade without even sending a high-class witch to assess it. Irresponsible," muttered Valentina.
"He's stronger, growing exponentially. He's fighting," she added.
"Come here now!" Valentina shouted, and five flames emerged from her shadow, women...
"You'll go to that location, retrieve the key. You three, start scouring Kryoris and watch over the surviving students, especially the repulsive wolf," she ordered, placing her hands over her eyes.
"You are allowed to use lethal force against anyone who interferes. The rules don't apply to you, even if the emperor himself shows up. Dismissed."
"Yes, Your Majesty," they responded in unison, and disappeared like sparks.
"I hate having to use old methods to deal with vermin. You stress me out, you know? It was just to do the bare minimum! Who had the idiotic idea to send children to a dungeon?" questioned Valentina, knowing the answer, which was obvious: Gaspar.
"I just wanted to introduce someone to my husband," lamented Valentina, and a familiar phoenix perched on her shoulder.
"It seems our little one is going through some difficulties," echoed the voice of the phoenix.
"Difficulties? That madman has almost 70% more power than the last time I saw him. He's having fun in that dungeon. This is Morgana's doing. He should have been back by now," said Valentina, furious with Dante and his pathetic display, feeling embarrassed for him not understanding the situation. She remembered the academy's opening when Dante didn't even think about showing his aura.
"Damn it, I'll punish you with the deepest fire of hell if necessary," she said, leaving everyone in the room curious about the punishment, knowing that, coming from Valentina, it wouldn't be something good.
"You're still energetic to do evil, aren't you?" someone teased.
"Humpf! Don't call me that," she huffed.
"We need to go," said Musashi, getting up followed by Sasaki. "Where are you going?" Valentina asked.
"To the preparations for the winter festival. We're already at that time," replied Musashi.
"Of course, good luck," said Valentina, a scowl appearing on her face. "What's wrong?" asked Musashi, seeing Valentina's fury increasing.
"Damn it! That bastard is almost dying!" shouted Valentina, disappearing into the flames. She felt Dante's presence being crushed by something very strong, to the point where the wedding ritual began to falter.
"She'll ruin the Human Kingdom if Dante doesn't show up," commented Sasaki, and Musashi replied lightly, "If that's what it takes for her to calm down, I'll help. I haven't been human for a long time; who cares about a useless people like them?" he commented, cutting through the wind and creating another portal.
"Stop using your sword to cut through space-time; one of these days, the Administrator will come again to reprimand you," Sasaki commented.
"Shut up. You only hang around with me because of the portals," said Musashi, leaving and leaving Sasaki behind.
As they both disappeared, the red fury appeared in the dungeon skies, looking down as she surveyed the area, seeing several witches holding... pickaxes?
"What the hell is this?" She questioned, and Morgana appeared by her side.
"The place is cursed," she commented.
"It makes sense, then. Did they use pickaxes instead of a curse master?" Valentina mocked, and Morgana huffed, "Humpf, don't bother me, I'm just giving time for the boy to grow!" She roared, and in the next second...
SMACK
"He's dying, you idiot!" Valentina slapped Morgana's head, making her see stars for a few seconds.
"Eh?" She questioned.
"Damn it, he's losing the connection!" Valentina shouted and summoned Gungnir, "Screw it!" She grabbed her weapon and threw it on the ground.
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N/a: Hey, my dear readers, the chapters will be reduced for some time. I'm having health issues and can't focus on writing the chapters. I'll schedule only one chapter per day for now. I hope you understand. As soon as I recover, I'll resume with two chapters per day as usual. Thank you for reading!
PS: Please, I know it's annoying to have to ask this, but I would like you to evaluate the work. We're already in chapter 86, I know you like her, you wouldn't come here! This helps a lot and motivates me to keep bringing Dante's story! Thanks!
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC88: Returning To The Surface
Sitting on her throne, an empress attended to her duties managing her realm while a demon knelt before her, trembling in fear as she sorted through papers upon papers, all related to the Demon Kingdom.
"My Lady, please, see a healer! This wound cannot be seen by others!" The demon in a suit pleaded as the Empress's gaze met his.
"Quiet, you've already vexed me by stealing one of Agares's collection items; I did not give you the right to speak," she said, her cold stare capable of killing the demon with just a glance.
"But Lady Lilith! Your horn!" He exclaimed, but after defying Lilith's order, he exploded.
"Dantelion, clean that up," she ordered, and a woman appeared, looking like a typical demonic maid; in the blink of an eye, the explosion from the corpse seemed as if it had never happened.
"Duke Agares," she said, and a male demon appeared by her side. "How may I assist, Empress?"
"As communicative as ever... Bring that to me," she ordered, and Agares disappeared and quickly reappeared with a small red box adorned with golden carvings.
"My Empress... if I may ask... Why is your horn broken?" He calmly commented with a smile; unlike the previous demon, he showed respect and friendliness toward the Empress, as she was, in a way, his mother, reflecting in most demons from the six floors.
"I bumped into a child, nothing more," she commented as she opened the box and retrieved something... a bottle of blood.
She uncorked it and took a sip of the blood, and her horn grew back, appearing as if it had never been removed.
'I hope it's worth sacrificing this,' she thought, returning to her throne. She needed to govern the demon world.
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100th Floor, Lilith's Dungeon.
While Nagasawa slept, Dante's body began to undergo slight mutations; his body was robust, his eyes burning; it felt as if all his bones were being broken and recreated.
He had received the blood of a divine being and a demon. This was complete madness from any standpoint; the preserved body of Eva was being absorbed by Cain's bloodline; up to a certain point in history, if Cain referred to Abel's brother, something was completely wrong. How did a Demon Become a Vampire Progenitor?
No, it's even worse. How does Eva's blood still exist? How many years has this dungeon existed? No, the biggest question of all is Lilith; how did Lilith come here, being banished from the mortal world? Dante had his basic sources of information coming from the other world, and much of it was just his speculation, but he knew something was off.
First, it was the beings from Arthurian myths, and now beings from the sacred Bible; Dante was confused by the unfolding of these strange experiences.
Now, however, he was suffering, yet still completely sane and thinking about all these strange incidents; his own existence was being tested; he was a strange being, a Vampire with characteristics of a hero; not only that, he was an Original Noble Vampire, a vampire of the third bloodline generation, meaning there were only two people before him in his lineage.
Dante is a mismatch, and despite everything, he is extremely weak. Just thinking about it was eating him up; how could he be weak? No, it's not weakness; it's an excess of power. His body isn't accustomed to raw power of this magnitude; he has so many different powers that he can't even focus on any specific one.
He has everything, but he's an expert in nothing.
Dante's body was regenerating, his thoughts were interrupted when he felt his hands changing slightly.
Again, another surge of energy rose within his body.
He absorbed Eva's body, and with the characteristic of humans being adaptation, his body changed again; the human progenitor Eva had already died, but his blood, despite being old, was still potent.
Dante began to rise, and a burst of power occurred. "HAHAHAHAHA" He laughed, awakening Nagasawa, who saw a completely strange scene.
Dante was levitating, with four demonic wings on his back, different from before; now they were complete. However, Durandal had not undergone any mutations.
The sudden change made Nagasawa wonder if that was really Dante; his aura had changed, and instinctively she saw him with his eyes closed as if he were going through something; he trembled and then looked at Nagasawa, who was taken aback, caught off guard. He closed his wings and appeared in front of her.
"Hey, it's time for you to make a decision," he said with a mischievous smile, then he pulled her closer, placing her head against his chest.
"Do you want to find out what you feel, or do you want to feel something?" He whispered, and Nagasawa blushed slightly but did not answer; then Dante moved closer to her ear and gently nibbled on it.
"Amn <3" She moaned softly as her hair was caressed, feeling completely disinclined to move from that position.
Dante continued to tease her; then he lightly took her finger and put it in Nagasawa's mouth, who was trying to hold back from moaning but suddenly stopped.
"eh?" She was startled by the sudden stop, but when she looked at Dante, she saw an extremely mischievous smile.
"The renowned professor was enjoying being teased?" Dante said, and Nagasawa blushed slightly as she hid her face in Dante's chest.
"It's a shame a certain someone is miles above; otherwise, I could tease my lovely professor more," Dante said and took Durandal.
"Sometimes, we can resolve simple things with just a simple decision; unfortunately, you still want to think about me," he commented and began summoning his black fire into the Demonic Durandal.
"I'm a patient man, but you know... I'm dying to have you for myself forever," Dante said, and Nagasawa trembled slightly... 'What happened to him? What was this sudden change?'
"Well, let's get out of here. My wives are looking for me," Dante said and with a upward stroke
A circular tunnel up to the sky was seen, without earthquakes or anything, as if the matter had been cut.
"Hmm Durandal, have you finally awakened, haven't you? Or rather, Demonic Durandal... I don't know, I'm bad with names; I'll just keep calling you Durandal; you'll be purified anyway,"
KYA!!!
She screamed in surprise when she realized she was already in Dante's arms like a princess, and abruptly he lifted off, flying through the hole he made.
It took only a few seconds before he began to sense the presence of numerous witches. Over a hundred witches were breaking the strange crystals, but they all abruptly stopped, startled by his wings.
Dante looked around and finally saw two women... Well, two possessed demons who didn't let him breathe.
In half a second, a red bolt and a black bolt struck them, throwing all four somewhere else.
Dante opened his eyes and witnessed a very peculiar scene.
Three beautiful women gazing deeply into his eyes.
"I'm back," he said with a smile and received light punches on his chest. "Haha, it seems my ladies missed their husband," Dante said, laughing, as he began to rise while the three made room for him.
"It's good that you have a good explanation, woman, I've been stuck for almost five months," Dante said, looking at Morgana, who turned away and said, "My mother didn't want to help me properly, and I didn't have time, the ring said you were alive," she said.
"And you? What's your explanation for not coming to me?" Dante said, looking at Valentina with a serious gaze, a reaction she had never seen from Dante before.
"I went to fix your spiritual problems," she said, huffing. "Humpf! I even brought my familiar, and instead of hugging me and devouring me, you're fighting with me! BAD HUSBAND!" She shouted and slapped Dante, sending him flying into the wall, breaking it entirely.
"Ouch." "If you want to massage me, let me turn things around, they're tense!" Dante yelled, not feeling anything despite the force of the impact.
"EH?" Valentina wondered. She didn't use too much force, but it was the same force that caused Dante from six months ago to have all his bones broken! Confused, she looked at Nagasawa and realized something.
"Eh? YOU BECAME A VAMPIRE?!" She shouted, and Morgana turned and saw the state of the white-haired woman; neither of them initially thought about Nagasawa; they just wanted to see Dante.
Morgana stopped looking at Nagasawa and observed Dante getting up. His shirt was torn, and when she saw that scene... her mouth couldn't close anymore, and saliva began to drool; she was literally drooling over Dante's masculine body.
As she indulged, Nagasawa looked at the women with a tone of superiority. "Humph! I've seen this for months; this is nothing to me!" She said this with her expression, which caused Valentina to develop a slight stress vein on her forehead.
"In addition to spanking thirteen year old brats, you seduce your teacher and turn her into a vampire, well done Dante Scarlet, you deserve to be punished!" She screamed and lunged at Dante, but a single second was enough.
He opened his arms and instead of holding back the punch he deflected it, hugging Valentina perfectly and leaving the woman confused.
"You know, you have no idea how much I missed you, my wife" Dante said in Valentina's ears and lightly held her neck, placing him to the side while Valentina was quickly giving in to her pleasures, Dante's fangs They came out and stuck it in her neck and she moaned slightly.
"Uhm <3"
"Ha <3" "
Hmm"
"That" "
"That's it my love"
Well, it's no different from having sex, the sensation is reasonably similar and some vampires say that when your partner bites you it's more pleasurable than the act of penetration, this was nothing!
Dante removed his fangs and said with a smile, "Thought you missed me... didn't even bite me," he remarked, though he requested it. It was a mere second, and he felt Valentina's fangs piercing his neck; with just a low, controlled, and above all pleasurable moan, he restrained himself, "hmm."
A few seconds passed, and then "Enough, enough! You've had him enough!" Morgana roared, separating Valentina from Dante. She pouted and added, "And your wife? Nothing for her?"
"Hehe, of course not... my little witch deserves the best," he said, appearing in front of her and stealing a kiss, not just one kiss, but thousands. He intertwined his tongue with hers, and they began to passionately kiss.
With Dante's current height, he could stand on equal footing with Morgana, making it even easier to pleasure her, especially as he held her waist with a strong embrace, feeling the voluptuous body of the witch.
While all this was happening... the Witches watched from afar as their Mistress was... well, let's say devoured by a demon, not ironically.
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N/a: Hey, my dear readers, the chapters will be reduced for some time. I'm having health issues and can't focus on writing the chapters. I'll schedule only one chapter per day for now. I hope you understand. As soon as I recover, I'll resume with two chapters per day as usual. Thank you for reading!
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