MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC97: It's Time
The battles raged fiercely, but Dante lost interest in watching when Valentina appeared. Just her presence alone caused the fighters to completely lose focus on the fight and perform poorly. Yes, it was Valentina's intimidating presence that completely shattered the concentration of the weaker ones.
As Dante left the Arena, he walked through the first-year corridors where the classrooms were located. He remained calm despite everything. Being essentially invisible to everyone's eyes, he continued to wander through the areas while listening from afar to the Tournament announcements, which were already in the fifth fight.
"Perhaps patience is my best weapon at this moment," Dante commented while, from his shadows, two witches emerged.
"Yriel and Sylvia, what brings you here?" Dante questioned. "All preparations have been made, the targets are sealed within the Barrier." They bowed and continued, "The Chief said there are many alpha werewolves within the School. She said to be cautious of the two women accompanying Velkan, they are royal guards." Sylvia concluded.
"We are going, if there is any trouble, call for the signal." Both disappeared into Dante's shadows.
Nagasawa suddenly appeared behind Dante and embraced him from behind, her hands sliding over his neck. She said nothing, but Dante understood what it meant.
"Let's go, it's almost time," Dante said, and she released him. She was both anxious and afraid at the same time.
Dante walked in a direction, through long corridors, only giving time for a certain event to occur.
The fight between Forki vs. Alexander was about to happen, and at this moment, Dante would descend to settle things.
As he walked through the corridors, he heard small murmurs, caught broken conversations, and many other things about him, including speculations on how he died.
Dante was a dead man among the living. His death had been confirmed, so now everyone thought so. After all, he had been missing for almost five months. Anyone would think that such a person had died.
Dante marched firmly towards the main arena, where the fight between Alexander and Forki was about to begin. His thirst for killing had already started to slowly leave his body, affecting the atmosphere slightly.
He began to walk down the main hallway, pondering for a few seconds about the circumstances of his life, but he didn't care. His first action upon returning was... to devastate everything.
His aura began to fall over his body. However, as he passed by a room, he felt an extremely familiar aura and lowered his head. He realized there was nothing but a person inside the room.
He headed towards the room and, for a second, hesitated to open it. But when he did, he saw...
Clovis Arton, the dwarf prince, hanging upside down, completely beaten and with serious bruises all over his body. Several broken bones and claw marks. He was upside down, and the entire floor was dripping with blood, forming a large puddle.
"Wolf remnants," Nagasawa commented as she surveyed the scene. "They asked for help from their parents and thought I wouldn't come back, so they did this to him. They went after my only friend to demonstrate their superiority," said Dante, observing how they had beaten Clovis, focusing mainly on his hands.
"Take him to the infirmary," Dante commented. "Be cer-" "Don't make me repeat myself," he replied coldly, his hand beginning to drip, and Nagasawa saw the blood falling to the ground in small drops.
"Right." She picked up the boy's body and disappeared.
"Sylvia, Yriel," Dante commented, and the two witches appeared. "Send Morgana here now." "Yes, Young Master." They bowed and vanished.
Initially, Dante didn't want to do anything about Morgana, didn't want to involve her directly, as it would cause problems for the Witch Kingdom in a way. But he disregarded the rules; he would devastate everything if necessary.
"You picked the wrong person to mess with," Dante said and left the room, enveloped in an aura of pure anger, hatred, and bitterness.
As Dante walked towards the arena...
Elizabeth Tapes was in the training field, observing all the classes.
"What a strange bunch," she commented and sat in her chair, next to Sara, who was quiet, and Akiko, who simply observed.
"All these werewolves... is something wrong?" Akiko asked, as confused as Elizabeth, who replied: "I don't know, but I have a bad feeling." Elizabeth knew something would happen there, after all, she shared the information her father gave with Valentina.
"I hope it's a natural disaster," Sara said sarcastically, but her words would soon be swallowed when she felt something.
'Durandal?' She commented, immediately standing up and looking in one direction, where there was a building. 'No, stop dreaming, girl.' She recovered and looked at a woman watching her.
In the distance, she saw...
The massive eyes of Valentina, analyzing her entire body. Sara trembled slightly, but she didn't retreat and stared back. In return, she received a smile from the redhead, which initially startled her. After all, it was a very kind smile... coming from who it was, it was surprising.
Sara wanted to say something, but when she was about to open her mouth...
"It seems I'm late," she heard from the heavens, a huge storm forming, and from the storm a woman descended.
"That witch," Sara commented. She felt a little uneasy seeing these two women together; it seemed like someone was missing... Well, Sara knew who was missing.
"Morgana," Velkan raised his eyebrows upon seeing the missing woman appear in this place, at this time. Right at his son's fight.
"Oh, you were here. Wow, Valentina should have told me; I would have brought a present for Your Majesty," Morgana said cheerfully, as if she hadn't gone through mourning. 'I would bring your son's head, you filthy worm,' as she thought about killing his son.
'What are you up to, Morgana?' Velkan thought and made a small gesture to one of his attendants who left the premises.
"Hm, it's time," Morgana said, and the trumpet resonated with Akemi returning to the Arena.
"Coming from the east side! Representing the Werewolves," the drums sounded as a young man entered the arena.
"There are two types of people, the Alphas and the Betas!" Akemi roared with excitement.
"He who fights for his pride," she shouted.
"Alexander Sucellus!"
The crowd went wild, shouting with excitement, while everyone clapped. Sara swallowed hard; the tips of her hair started to turn golden, but two hands stopped her, it was Akiko and Elizabeth who held her shoulder.
"Not yet," Elizabeth murmured.
"Coming from the west side! Representing the Giants!"
"He who fights for the honor of his ancestors," she shouted.
"Forki Dolafor!"
The crowd's eyes sparkled with anticipation, like stars in the night sky, as each soul vibrated in anticipation. Akime stood up from where she was and went to the middle of the arena.
"Before that, we have to say a few words about two people who sacrificed their lives to save several students, Dante Scarlet and Nagasawa Yamata," Akemi drew everyone's attention.
In the VIP area,
"I feel bad about holding a tournament at the same time as a tribute," Zed said as he watched Akemi preparing something in the middle of the Arena.
"It seems more like a celebration," Aren commented. "That's what they wanted from the start," Katarina said.
"It seems they haven't realized yet," Katarina murmured as she looked at two blurs on top of one of the rooftops.
Akemi then summoned a kind of giant portal in the arena, and two gigantic statues were conjured. They were lifted to two smooth areas, fitting perfectly, each statue representing one of them, Dante and Nagasawa.
Dante observed the scene with a mixture of complex feelings, his indecipherable expression hiding the storm brewing within him. However, it was what followed that ignited the flame of anger within him, like a dormant volcano awakening to life.
Alexander stole and raised the horn from Akemi's hands, startling her. His voice echoed, filled with respect and reverence? No, it was just a mask to come off well in front of others.
"While the pages of records may fail to capture the whole truth, it is my duty to shed light on the unparalleled bravery of Dante and Professor Nagasawa," he announced, his words like rays of light cutting through the darkness.
"They faced the unimaginable, fighting against a evil beyond human understanding, holding the reins of fate so that we, the living, could escape from the clutches of imminent death. If it weren't for them... I fear we would be gathered here today, not to honor them, but to mourn our own loss. May eternity bear witness to my deep gratitude for the sacrifice of my sworn friend.
May every soul present bow in reverence to these heroes who walked among us, I ask for a minute of silence."
Silence descended upon the crowd like a sacred shroud, enveloping everyone in a hug of respect and gratitude. For a moment, time seemed to freeze, as if the entire universe paid homage to the extraordinary deeds of Dante and Professor Nagasawa, but Dante was far from happy, especially knowing that the culprits were specifically these two.
In the distance.
"It's time, let's start the plan," one of the dark beings said, and the Barrier began to be engulfed by a kind of curse.
A roar from the heavens filled the entire place, and the clouds began to turn red, lightning storms began to form in the distance.
A beast had been enraged.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC98: My Three Wives are Beautiful
From my beginning to my end, how did I find myself here? It had been a while since I had lost myself. Yes, that's right, I lost myself. Where? I don't know. I think it was when I decided to see my mother from this world as my wife...
No. Maybe it was when my impulse told me to accept Morgana...
But I just accepted. They are not mine, are they? Yes, they are not mine. This "husband" mask will fall sooner or later... But you know...
Why is this feeling of possession so strong inside me? When Lilith pierced my chest, I had an insight, a small awareness of the reality I live in. Why do I still remain human? Yes, I am human... But... Why am I bothered by it?
No, it's not just a feeling, it's my essence.
Yes, that's right, I am not a vampire. I am still human... But... I don't want to be human. The weakness of humanity is detestable. I still have these empty feelings that make me feel weak...
But Lilith showed me something different, a different perception of the world. Yes, an impeccable vision.
Yes, that vision was beautiful, so beautiful that it was undeniable for me to dismiss it. But I wouldn't surrender to a demon just for worldly pleasures.
So, when I heard everything Alexander said about me, I think the key turned. I thought for a moment it was easy to just kill everyone and walk away with my head held high, but I couldn't just do that.
I broke.
A strange energy began to permeate my entire body, an energy never seen before by my eyes, such an exorbitant rage, an endless fury, an irregular wrath.
Part of me wanted to wipe out the entire arena along with all the applause for the disgusting speeches about me, and the other part of me wanted to wipe out the whole world. Was it an exaggeration? Probably yes, but who would say that to me? I don't care. Or so I thought. I guess my anger began to manifest physically when the lightning and thunder roared in the air.
I didn't know the real magnitude of what Lilith had given me, but that's where everything went wrong.
I felt the stares of some people; not even the artifact in my possession could bear my pressure anymore. I knew it was only momentarily this strength, but I didn't care. With just one leap, I landed in the arena.
The atmosphere grew heavy, countless fearful and furious looks hit me. Of course, I didn't care, but with just a glance, I decided that I was going to be a devastating demonstration of power.
And so I did, concentrating on my core, I unleashed all my strength, imposing my will over the aura. Thus, everyone felt the gravity drop or so I thought, as they crouched down. But it wasn't just that, they were suffocating. The power emanating from my body was driving them mad.
The amount of negative feelings within me was surreal. All eyes were drawn to me, unable to move. The arena was engulfed by a devastating aura, and I was the source.
I thought, "Destroy Everything," but I fought against that feeling. I didn't need to kill anyone, but I thirsted for deaths. I started to lose control. There were specialists in every corner, especially the female werewolves beside Velkan, who watched me curiously. Of course, as a king, he wouldn't be intimidated by my "mere power."
"So much power..." I heard the murmur coming from the VIP area, a familiar face, Katarina Ainsworth. Was this power high by her standards? I doubt it, but anyway, it was a compliment, I guess...
"It's like I'm in hell itself..." For the first time, Sara in the distance, the Virtue of Humility, showed an apprehensive expression on her face as she looked at me. Unfortunately, I realized I would be treated like a monster.
In the middle of the arena, without saying a word, I stood there, just waiting for someone to approach and stop me, but no one did. So, I continued. My long hair was floating with the negative gravity of my presence, my overcoat slightly opened, hovering, and my eyes focused on an idiot, yes, the biggest idiot.
Alexander Sucellus was in front of me. Again, I looked him up and down. He was lying on the ground, trying to survive the overwhelming pressure I was exerting on him, but I didn't care. Whoever he was, the son of the Werewolf King or not, at least this one was going to die.
Observing that scene, several werewolves began to appear inside the arena, as if they had already been ordered to go there, but a voice stopped them.
"This is comical," she said, her anger starting to affect the environment, causing small cracks in the ground. It wasn't just me who was ready for war; Nagasawa was so angry, not as much as me, but very angry.
I won't deny it was a divine sight to see. I registered in my memory her appearance, very different from the weak Nagasawa. She was mine now. Yes, that's right, I took her for myself. My first true conquest. Not that Valentina and Morgana weren't, but they saw me grow up and fell in love like that.
Nagasawa is different. She only knew me as Dante, without my last name or anything.
"They were honoring me a little while ago, can't you recognize the heroes?" Nagasawa commented with a mischievous smile. I internally sighed with love.
"Who are you!" One of the werewolves shouted, but it was just a shout. A second later, his head was in Nagasawa's hand, who didn't even bother to let them continue talking. The wolf's blood fell to the ground, gushing into a large puddle. The other wolves watched him cautiously and formed a combat formation, with spears and swords.
"Capture this demon!" They shouted, but it was the last thing they said. The heads of the six wolves fell to the ground in a fraction of a second. Nagasawa was already by my side, holding two hearts, her hands stained with blood amazed me. It was a beautiful scene.
"Do these wolves have good taste?" She asked with her mischievous smile, handing me one of the hearts. I couldn't deny and exploded the heart into my mouth. "No, trash like all the wolves," I said, provoking a wave of anger throughout the werewolf army that was emerging in the arena, it was just under a hundred Werewolves.
"That's why I hate Wolves." With just my words, they all tried to attack, but... I wasn't complacent. It was just a sword swing, a horizontal cut straight from the throne, bathing it in black flames. My sword killed not one or two, but almost thirty werewolves.
Blood, flesh, and flames. The arena was bathed in terror and painted with the blood of the werewolves who tried to face me. They could at least see what was happening to their "elites" who had nothing "elite" about them.
They were just cockroaches.
Calling them cockroaches was still a compliment. Cockroaches can survive nuclear explosions, and what about them? What can they do that's special besides dying? Exactly, nothing.
"Hey, darling! This one is quite cute, isn't he?" Nagasawa showed me the face of one of the werewolves who were still alive. He was indeed a handsome guy with blue eyes and golden hair. He was a common cliché. "Yes, he's quite cute," I replied, feeling a bit jealous. How could my woman say another man was cute?
"Look, darling, it's going to be a spectacle," she said with a macabre smile, and I just watched as she shoved liquids from her hand into his mouth. Of course, I identified that it was part of poison manipulation, but... I didn't think it would be so brutal.
His entire body started to ooze and melt, his face began to burn, his eyes popped out while a nauseating odor emanated from his melting holes. The poor guy didn't even have time to scream; the pain was so intense that his brain melted before he could even think of pain.
"My God, what am I seeing...?" Akiko was incredulous. I heard her from afar; advanced hearing made annoying things like this recurring. It wasn't just her saying such things; I had already identified at least ten acquaintances in the arena watching me.
Then I decided to start the show. When I noticed two witches on top of one of the rooftops waving at me, the plan was underway.
"It seems we have a crowd wanting to understand what's going on, how about you explain, Mutt?" I said as I walked towards Alexander, who remained silent. I also saw, at the other end, Forki, who had been in the arena the whole time. He was taking small steps backward every second to then flee... but he didn't count on a very angry woman.
When I felt Nagasawa moving, I turned around and saw a quite emblematic scene, like the first time Nagasawa was hit by the Guardian Golem and lost the use of her arms. Forki would feel the same.
With frightening speed, Nagasawa appeared by his side and unleashed a powerful punch of pure strength to his unprotected side.
Of course, he tried to shield himself when he noticed, but it was too late. The punch was so strong that he received an exposed fracture as if his bones had exploded. Well, that was more or less what really happened; the impact destroyed the bones from the inside out.
Nagasawa grabbed Forki's feet and dragged him. His body left a trail of blood like a scene from a horror movie. Various bruises and scrapes appeared on his body, and he probably wouldn't be able to walk anymore.
She threw Forki's body at my feet. He was unconscious, but Morgana healed him from a distance, and he quickly regained consciousness.
"Hello, sweetheart, did you miss your daddy?" I mocked the frightened face of the boy in front of me. It seemed like he could be squashed like a cockroach at any moment.
"You know, I've been feeling really bad lately... Is it because three traitors threw me into a hundred-floor underground dungeon? Or is it because they arranged a celebration for my death?" I questioned him, but received no answer. He was too scared, so I used something different to intimidate him, something I had recently learned... Blood Manipulation.
It was still experimental, but Lilith gave it to me when the previous events unfolded. Unlike Fire Manipulation, I didn't need mana to use it, just my own consciousness.
With a wave of my hands, all the blood on the ground, left by the corpses of dead dogs, began to manifest behind me, carrying the bones of the creatures, skins, and so on. I turned around and walked, creating a throne of corpses, like Valentina's in her mental world. Then I sat firmly on it, looking at the others with a smile.
With a blink of an eye, a red-haired woman appeared in my lap. Of course, my number one wife wanted to be the first to demonstrate such a scene, she wanted to show off.
"Ahh, it's so good to breathe in my wife's scent again." I spoke as I touched Valentina's neck with my tongue and sank my fangs into her jugular. She trembled slightly, but that only made it more flavorful. When I withdrew my fangs, she gave me a passionate kiss, leaving everyone in the arena open-mouthed.
Before I could say anything, a tall woman in a black dress appeared by my side and pulled me into another kiss. Of course, my precious witch, my second wife, the sexiest mage that existed.
"Hm," I murmured, tasting her lips. She wore a cherry-flavored gloss. It didn't match her personality, but her appearance was so divine that it didn't matter anymore whether it matched or not. Morgana was perfect.
Everyone watched that scene. Although it had been revealed many times that they were mine, many still thought it was a lie. Besides individual power, I was showing my political power in this idiotic demonstration.
"Hey, you're forgetting someone." Nagasawa murmured with a pout. Despite being a foul-mouthed and reserved woman, she was still honest, and I loved her honesty.
"Come here," I said gently, with a smile on my face. She approached slowly. I felt her apprehension, but she didn't cower; she already had her own path ahead of her, and so she followed it. She came closer to me, and for the first time, our lips met. I thought I would feel something like venom, but no. It was gentle, sweet, and calm.
Her fierceness in front of me was almost non-existent; after all...
Now, she was My Beautiful Wive
"My three wives are beautiful, aren't they?" I questioned in a mischievous tone that everyone could hear, yes, it echoed throughout the arena and silence hung in the air.
Yes, My Three Wives are Beautiful, my... Only mine.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC99: What is the cost of living?
As I explained my current situation to everyone, I felt something approaching, or rather, heading towards Valentina. It was a kind of... I didn't know what it was, but I positioned myself in front of her and was struck while protecting her. Not even half a second passed before a very strong headache emerged.
I held my head and let out a slight grunt, which caught Valentina's attention in my lap, who was startled by the change in position seconds ago. Quickly, she asked, "Are you okay, Dante?" Inquiring, she knew about what Lilith had done to my body, but she had assured that nothing strange was inside me. Still, concern knocked on her door.
"There's something wrong," I said, feeling strong pulsations not only in my head but also in my heart, as if I were being constantly regenerated.
I began to hyperventilate. My whole body started to heat up, as if something were taking over my head with each passing moment. My chest began to slightly expand. "Get out!" I shouted, pushing Valentina and the others away, as my body began to burn in flames and my core... self-destructed, exploding part of my body and opening my chest.
My energy began to drain as I watched black flames consume everything. I didn't have time to react, but looking ahead, I saw everything start to melt.
My energy raged, like a roar darker than limbo itself. When I looked properly, I only saw a smile in the distance. A man? No, I didn't know what that was. It was a different kind that I had never seen before. The barrier in the sky changed color quickly.
My body began to combust more and more, as if it were about to explode in milliseconds. Everything stopped.
When I viewed the situation from a different perspective, I understood the cause of this. In my soul, or rather, closing my eyes and entering my domain, I realized that I was no longer a vampire, at least not a normal vampire. Maybe what I think might be madness, so I couldn't simply assume, as I've been doing.
I looked outside and saw the scene getting blurrier. I had become a huge monster of black fire, almost like a hydra with seven heads, a strange demon, a king? I felt terrible watching that scene. In my mind, everything was chaos, horrible thoughts arose and vanished. Part of me was being emptied, as if everything were slipping away.
My uncontrollable self began to unleash fire on all sides, burning several people trying to flee. Many charred corpses began to lie in front of me. I began to cry inwardly. I wanted to stop, but I couldn't. My body was being controlled by something or someone, or something inside me, something that emerged when I was struck.
It felt like I was in sleep paralysis. I saw Valentina in front of me trying to stop the damage and controlling her aura, but I completely ignored her. She seemed weakened... what was that? I didn't know, but the barrier in the sky was quite enlightening. It was an attack.
When I realized, I saw several black knights emerging, but Kryoris doesn't have black knights... what was this after all? I didn't know, but those people were enemies.
I tried in every way to regain control, but it wasn't possible. Not even trying to use all my power. It was as if I had never had mana. Nothing was controllable and everything was just a vision of terror.
My uncontrollable self met the ranks of knights, who simply melted. In the shape of a hydra, I simply attacked in a wide direction and precision.
"Stop, Dante! It's me, Sara!" I heard Sara shouting, I wanted to stop, but I couldn't! I wanted to shout this to her, but I couldn't.
"Damn it, it's a demonic invasion!" I heard Katarina shouting as she leaped between the ranks killing the knights who appeared to be demon-like creatures. She helped the others and stopped the knights, while they began to evacuate the children and women out of the coliseum.
I was inert. All this destruction was because of me? I was careless, I let my guard down and was struck by something or someone.
"Seal him!" I heard Morgana say, who was creating several layers of barriers to try to stop my body, but, nothing was possible. The barrier in front of me was actually weak, or it became weak due to what happened.
"Someone betrayed us! They cursed the Barrier around the School!" Morgana shouted. Yes, it was possible. The Barrier was altered, of course, why did I think it would be that simple? How would someone get past Yniel and Sylvia, or rather, who would deceive Morgana Arcano? No, it wasn't just an altered barrier.
When I stopped thinking and looked at the damage, I began to feel sick, to cry, to struggle seeing what I was doing. Children, elderly, men, and women dead. Not just a few, but hundreds. I saw their bodies charred by the rage that took over my body.
Without a doubt, if I died... I would go to hell. Not that I wanted to avoid such consequences. I would go there one way or another. I still had to meet Lilith somehow.
I was disgusted with myself. Killing children? No, that wasn't me. Stop thinking as if it were! Stop, Dante! This being destroying everything isn't me!
Don't think like that... please... Don't make me leave them
I entered despair begging in my mind for everything to go right, just this time, let me finish something important. I was breaking apart slowly, how couldn't I? What shocked me the most was what I saw regarding Morgana and Valentina. They simply couldn't stop me, not only could they not, but they couldn't, how was that possible? What was happening outside of here? Why aren't the Rulers intervening?
Is Velkan just watching? That damned wolf isn't doing anything to help these people?
I was in fury, both at the enemies and at those who claimed to be allies, I was just a child, why can't you stop me! You are the strongest of this era! Stop me now! Please, Stop Me!
I felt something approaching the sky, a familiar person, unfortunately, the pressure of the place changed when a voice emerged.
"Dante, don't blame me for what I'm about to do!" I heard the voice coming from the sky and, thanks to the Almighty God, the Virtue of Justice interfered. Jeanne descended from the heavens with two white feathered wings. She wore a white dress and her hair had grown considerably compared to her natural form.
Like Sara, she turned blonde, with golden curly hair, emerald green eyes, and a golden halo radiating light on her head. She was using a transformation that led her to become an angel, or so I concluded.
I heard screams of despair from all sides, louder and louder, my mind was breaking every second that passed. They were complicated screams of people whom I had just begun to truly value...
"Dante!" Nagasawa shouted. I saw her expression of concern when she was thrown and burned by one of the Hydra's heads. Half of her face was gone... That hurt a lot.
"Stop right now!" Gungnir pierced me, but I felt no pain. Valentina had teary eyes as a woman who was transformed into a phoenix appeared by her side, pulling her away.
"Tsukoyomi!" Morgana shouted as darkness covered me, but it was in vain, everything broke.
"Dante, please!" Sara... Again, I left her alone, didn't I?
Before I disappeared, I heard an angelic voice... Justice... yes, I understand what you feel... I'm sorry for forcing you to do this in front of your student.
"I'm sorry." She said and a huge energy was summoned from the heavens, a sacred energy the size of the coliseum hit me, and then... those were the last things before disappearing from this world
A huge flash of Golden Magic hit me, triggered by the clouds in the sky, I felt everything slowly fading away, my body, soul, and mind, everything collapsed as if it were over...
[Jacob's Ladder]!! It was the last phrase I heard, the name of the blow that expelled me, making my body disappear completely. I no longer had any state of life, just a long and vast expanse of white, as I floated in some kind of imaginary world, without any trace of life, it was probably really that, did I die? I don't know, but I didn't see anything beyond that anymore.
I just know that my body turned to dust, my limbs didn't exist anymore, and I was just a... a floating soul while feeling terrible for all the chaos they had created around me.
Everything went wrong again, everything always goes wrong with me. Even when I try to do the right things and plan, everything goes wrong. We had a plan, but my arrogance led to error again. I let my guard down, for what? I don't know.
Where am I going? Who am I? I will never know again, how are they? I won't know, everything is gone because again, I was stupid.
I died for the second time.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC100: The End of Dante Scarlet.
The world fell silent. Dante Scarlet, previously missing, was declared dead after the events of the "Blood Armageddon" day. Yes, the Incident, called the Blood Armageddon, emerged to declare the death of the Demon King of Devastation, a title that now made sense to have. After all, it wasn't just a joke anymore. The Virtue of Justice confirmed that Dante Scarlet was ascending as Demon King.
Did it make sense? Of course not. And it wasn't just Justice adding something. Sara Vortex, revealed as Humility, claimed that Dante Scarlet possessed demonic magic and that the former Holy Sword Durandal had been completely engulfed in darkness, just like its disappearance after the incident, proving that Durandal broke with the sacred magic that Jeanne had used.
This alone confirmed Lilith's Demon Dungeon hypothesis, as Morgana stated in the report. They questioned Dante's actions, and yes, they were surprisingly different from his character. What did this mean? They concluded that Dante Scarlet had died and a demon had possessed his body. Reality? A false illusion of truth.
Dante, yes, was a Demon King. When Lilith gave him her horn, she actually granted him the title of "King." As a progenitor, she had that function; she could name Demon Kings in her own hell or those who possessed demonic energy, as she had already done with the current demon kings: Baal, Paimon, Beleth, Purson, Asmodeus, Vine, Balam, Zagan, and Belial.
At this moment, for aiding one of the demon kings who could sink the world into devastation, chaos, and death, Morgana Arcano, Valentina Scarlet, and Nagasaw Yamata were being judged in the council of rulers. "Punishments need to be severe. This boy killed thousands of people. MY PEOPLE HAVE DIED!" shouted the Werewolf King as he looked into Valentina's lifeless eyes, which no longer held any life.
She was in shock because the lineage that connected her to Dante was completely broken; they had a supreme bond that would never be broken unless one of them died, something that proved to be true. The only man she truly loved, despite being a child, was dead forever. She wanted to disbelieve, but she had lived many years already. That alone proved a lot.
She had never heard of resurrection; she just gave up. She had no more reasons to live.
"I agree, but punishing them won't undo what happened, will it?" the Giant King said. Of course, he wanted to mitigate the situation, as his son... he was involved in it in the first place. "We can't just use this as an excuse. We need to show this to the world and prove that we are responsible and punish the guilty," said the Elven Queen as she observed the current situation as a whole.
Indeed, this incident not only made the people doubt them but also awakened the spirits of others. A sea of flames was coming.
"Do whatever you want... If you want to kill me, do it now. I have no more reasons to live," said Valentina, drawing everyone's attention. Valentina broke; no, breaking was too weak a word to describe what happened to her. Valentina... died.
She felt as if her world had been pulled down and beheaded with a guillotine. She had no more reason to live.
"Valentina," Vlad said and received no response, but he continued, "We can't let it end like this." He commented as he looked at Nagasawa. None of the three women could do anything; they were...
in shock, a shock so deep that they couldn't even hear what they were saying anymore and just accepted what was being said and only remembered the last things they saw, like endless nightmares that disturbed their souls.
"I will personally take care of my daughter. I'm tired of seeing her like this. It was a mistake as a mother to allow such a relationship. I'm sorry to all," Alice said and then pulled out a blue cube and pointed it at her daughter. "I will seal you, reflect, know yourself, and return. Until then, you are banished from this world." Alice said, and Morgana turned into light, without any reaction.
Dante's second wife appeared in a cubical subspace, lying down and floating.
"Darling..." she murmured as she began to cry deeply, holding her chest tightly. "What pain... what strong pain..." Morgana was... very bad.
"You don't have the skills for this, right?" Alice asked as she looked at Valentina and then pulled out another cube, only this time red. "I will seal you too, Valentina. Try to overcome grief and return better, I hope." She said and, with a swing, Valentina turned into energy and became part of the cube. Valentina appeared in a totally flat subspace, with nothing, just a continuous vacuum.
She huddled on the ground, lying on her side while holding her knees.
"Why... why can't I be happy?" she questioned several times. She was having a crisis... and like Morgana, she began to cry. Alice turned and looked at Vlad and handed him Valentina Scarlet's cube. "Keep it safe.
I calculated that it will take at least fifteen years for her to get out of there due to lack of energy. You have that time, if she doesn't decide to leave on her own. Not even my magic is capable of fully containing her," she commented, and Vlad nodded.
Now, only Nagasawa remained in place, kneeling. Her slightly teary eyes prevented her from saying anything. She didn't want to deal with more problems, so she decided she wouldn't fight it anymore either. "And her?" the Human Emperor asked. The others didn't know what to do; after all, Nagasawa was a renowned teacher. Despite wanting to do something, they didn't know what.
Lyriana, who had been silent until now, finally spoke up. "I'll take her to my continent. I'll strip her of her titles and ban her from her clan. I'll turn her into a servant. I think that's good, right? She's not as strong as the other two, so sealing won't be necessary.
Besides, she's a survivor," she explained, and the others nodded. Despite speaking little, all of this was already getting on their nerves. They had these various meetings several times since Valentina returned to the center of the world. It was already bothering everyone. This was all too boring for them. "Get up, let's go," Lyriana ordered, and Nagasawa nodded, calm and hopeless.
She got up and passed through a portal with Lyriana.
"I brought her to you," Lyriana said, and the expression of the almost lifeless girl changed. She saw Nagasawa in front of her with the same reaction. "Her too?" Sara questioned. "Yes, her too," Lyriana replied, and Sara got up from the bed sadly and went to the lifeless body they called the poisonous teacher and pulled her. "Come on, let's sleep together.
I know what you're going through." "Fix her for me. Thank you, daughter," Lyriana said and left the room. Sara saw Nagasawa's lifeless body; she was alive... it's a shame she wasn't completely alive.
"Hey," she poked Nagasawa, who looked more like a doll. "Hey, let's go," she poked more, but had no reaction other than seeing Nagasawa's sad face. "How are the other two?" Sara asked. Nagasawa, shaken, began to describe the strange situation that occurred. Although she found it strange, the feeling of betrayal still hung in the air. It was very strange what happened...
first Dante turning into a Fire Hydra and killing many people, then his death, and finally Morgana and Valentina allowing themselves to be sealed.
"I think it's best to get used to it... It's time to move on anyway. I'm going to sleep. There's a balcony outside if you want to take some time for yourself, or sleeping with me is up to you. I... also want a night of sleep."
I saw all of that through a screen. Yes, I watched the whole unfolding of the situation. My heart ached as if it were being crushed, my world... fell entirely seeing those I love like this.
The feeling of guilt that permeated my heart shattered it. Why was I still watching that? Was it punishment? I didn't know. Amidst all that, I only thought about what I could have done to prevent it from happening that way.
When did everything go wrong? When did someone intrude? At least, I managed to prevent it from affecting Valentina. If it were her... I fear half of Kryoris could have been turned into pure ash. At least...
I saved her, even with this comforting feeling... the questions echoed in my mind without finding satisfactory answers. The weight of responsibility for what had happened crushed me, and I struggled in the darkness of my own thoughts.
The feeling of helplessness consumed me, mixed with the anguish for all the lives lost and the pain of seeing those I loved suffer so much, I felt like a castaway in a stormy sea, fighting to find a safe harbor.
But it was in vain now, I lost all the opportunities I had when all this happened, unfortunately this was the end of Dante Scarlet.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC101: Incubation
I didn't feel alive anymore. I was just a golden sphere of luminescent power floating in an eternal white sea. The walls and sky were white, and were they really walls? I wouldn't know, after all, I was floating motionless. I was already questioning why I was there. When I died previously, I didn't feel anything, but now?
Now I was even conscious.
I stayed there floating for hours, days, who knows, maybe months? I didn't know how this worked. It was as if I had been standing there for a few seconds, but I felt a slight sense of aging. It was strange.
I decided to try to sleep. Well, I couldn't close my eyes or feel tired. Maybe it was just wishful thinking on my part. I was an idiot anyway.
Finally, I heard something, footsteps, and then I saw a man. He had only one mouth, he was completely black as if wearing a black balaclava. At least he didn't have a skull; goodness, how dreadful, so cringy.
"So, when are you going to say something?" He questioned, and I became confused. "And can you hear me?" I asked, and his smile grew.
"I see you're not completely damaged, I warned you, didn't I?" He asked me as he paced back and forth, analyzing me.
"Warned? What did you warn me about? I've never seen you before!" I exclaimed, and he just looked at me with a poker face and pulled out a keyboard in the middle of reality, as if it were normal.
"Let's see... hm... all right..." He said making strange sounds, then a photocopier noise appeared in my senses (of course, I don't even have ears), and a folder magically appeared out of nowhere labeled "ultra secret."
"Okay... hm... all right, let's see," he continued mumbling and talking to himself, looking at me. "Okay, here, see.
I warned the Familiar Spirit named Igris, code 2131399, to "Make an effort for Dante Scarlet to enter into a spiritual contract with Voralith, code 000000007." It seems she didn't warn you, and you died, I'm sorry." He said with a smile, while showing me a paragraph stamped with a seal labeled [Urgent].
I looked at him suspiciously, then he sighed heavily. "Kid, you're dead, and that's a big problem." He said, and raised a screen showing everything that had been happening in recent times since... well, I died.
I saw all of that through a screen, yes, I observed the whole situation unfold, but one thing came to my mind...
"And what does that have to do with anything?" I questioned, and the person's smile simply shattered like glass. "I'm dead anyway, it doesn't matter now, they have to get over it at some point, right? So let them." I commented, but quickly started talking again. "I mean, if you want, like, send me back and stuff, I would accept, you know? Like, right..." I commented.
Of course, I wanted to come back to life.
He sighed even more heavily and snapped his fingers. "Dude, you just gave me trouble, you know? You're one of the powers of this universe, but when you died, you took three others with you, you know what I mean? Damn, dude, it's hard to work here, okay? Look at the problem you've caused me!" He started... whining about his job.
He grabbed the folder and went to the first page and started reading something...
"Dante Scarlet, born and raised in the Crimson Rose Mansion, adopted and transformed by Valentina Scarlet, raised until the age of fourteen by the holder of the title "The strongest Vampire" and by Morgana Scarlet, "The strongest Destructive mage", subsequently transformed into a Demonic Vampire and Died in battle due to third-party involvement." He read and looked at me with disdain in his eyes.
"Bearer of Excalibur, Durandal, and Axxaris," he said.
"Axxaris?" I asked. "The new Spear that was left behind, you idiot." He said, and I sighed, with him continuing to speak.
"Titles: The Future King of Arcane, The Future Emperor of the East, The Demon King of Devastation, Hero, Hero of Camelot, Legacy, My Three Wives are Beautiful, Akuma, Crimson Demon, Cause of the Blood Armageddon, Blessed by Lilith, Progenitor of Demons," he said and closed the folder.
"Damn, I tried to prevent you from dying twice, man, help me out, damn it! I'm not a babysitter, okay? Just because I need to balance this sector doesn't mean I have to take care of a child! Especially a reincarnated child! Damn, kid, you're almost 35 years old!" He said looking at me.
"I don't have my memories correctly," I replied, there wasn't much to do, this guy was already lost.
"But huh? Hey, wait a minute. You don't have your memories?" He questioned and I nodded. "Yes, just dreams of traumas."
"Damn useless! That's what you get for trusting trees, damn it!" He cursed and ranted as he paced back and forth.
"I'll be right back!" He said and disappeared, and I was left there... existing in the midst of white.
***
"Urgent issues," said the Administrator looking at the Primordial Entities. In unison, they spoke: "What is it now, you unbearable?"
"Unbearable? I'm the one who can't stand you anymore! Look at this mess! They sent the Legacy without his memories! You idiots!" He shouted and the Primordial Entities looked at each other and then at the Administrator.
"Have you been abusing the system to get drunk? That's impossible," they said and the Administrator, with a black head, turned completely red like a big lollipop.
"Drunk? I'm the one who works the most here!" He shouted, showing his anger. "Yeah, lollipop head, now explain what happened." He continued red, but failed to meet everything they wanted and they finally came to a conclusion.
"Send the boy back," they replied. "Huh? Like, just... Send back?" Confused he asked while scratching his head.
"Of course not, idiot, manipulate Voralith, it'll be easier that way. Tell her the boy died, but if she wants to sacrifice part of her energy and body to bring him back, you'll help her with her contract.
She already wants to disappear from the Spiritual Realm anyway, it'll be better if she consumes all her energy at once." They said and the Administrator was flabbergasted as he listened to that nonsense.
"You three are a bunch of foxes, go screw yourselves," he said and disappeared. And returned to the previous room.
***
I looked at the Administrator in front of me; he was red, seeming quite irritated... Screw him, I had nothing to do with it.
"Kid, we're going to the Spiritual Realm, there's someone who wants you," he said, grabbing me in a totally rude and explosive way, like an ogre, taking out his failures on me? What an idiot!
In less than two seconds, I was next to the Administrator, in an ethereal place again... white, with only a broken throne as structure.
"Hey, let's go Voralith, I don't have all day," he said, and she appeared, sitting cross-legged, a combination of elegance and sensuality. She wore a long dress made of ethereal fabric, fitting perfectly to her hourglass figure. The skirt flowed in layers, mimicking moving flames.
Bracelets, chokers, and rings carved with ancient symbols adorned her fingers, each containing a lot of energy in every little detail.
"Well, if it isn't my odious administrator who keeps me trapped in this disgusting realm, and who's this next to you? A guinea pig for your experiments? Poor lost soul, need help? I can erase your soul just like I did with the spirits," she said with a mischievous smile, it was a day when she wasn't in a good mood.
"No, thank you, the most beautiful lady in all existence that I know, I'm here on business, this poor worker is trying to fix celestial crap that they do, I'm just like the living dead pulled from rest," I replied in mockery just like her, and had the best reaction of all.
"HAHAHAHA, AHAHAH, this guy is so funny! I want him for myself," she said pointing a finger at me.
"Great, I came here for that," he said, and Voralith's eyes narrowed slightly. "Hey, Administrator..." she said as a golden and black aura rose all over the place, leaving everything in chaos, making the entire spiritual realm tremble.
"This isn't Dante, right?" she asked and only received a smile, the Administrator just nodded and in less than a millisecond she attacked him with everything she had.
But it was futile.
Several chains broke reality and held her, it was the first time in my life that I saw such a thing; she was completely immobilized by chains and roots growing from space-time.
"LET ME GO! I'LL KILL HIM! MY ONLY CHANCE OF LIFE HE KILLED HER! RELEASE ME FILTHY TREE! SYSTEM! LET ME GO!" she shouted for a few minutes until she calmed down and the chains released her.
"Finished with your show? Let's talk, we have to," he said and Voralith was forced to sit at a table.
"First, he's not completely dead," the administrator said and looked at my "soul".
"He just doesn't have a body," he commented with a smile. "Sigh," Voralith put her hands on her head and could do nothing but sigh, she looked at me for a few seconds and just sighed again.
"Seriously, could you be a bit more persuasive? I know you want me to make a body for him to sacrifice part of the remaining power I'll have when making the contract," she said and the Administrator stopped smiling.
"Am I such a bad actor?" he questioned and I myself replied "terrible, you should focus on your work."
"You! I only won't kill you because the system will punish me!" he shouted.
"I guess I don't have a choice, do I?" Voralith said and stood up, "Let's get this over with."
She said looking at me and again nodded with a sigh and began to channel a lot of strength into her hands, so strong that I slightly lost consciousness, even being a ball of light, or rather, a soul.
The skies darkened, the spiritual world turned black for a few seconds and then a sound of breaking glass.
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I felt my soul being called as some kind of egg appeared in the hand of this woman called Voralith, the egg was strange and kind of transparent looking like an orange bag.
"The embryo is made, it cost almost 70% of all my energy, it's good that it will serve to hold this kid's soul," she said and looked at Dante's soul. "What are you waiting for kid? Go into that thing already, or you'll be killed," the administrator said and kicked me towards the egg like a soccer ball.
I fell into some kind of world, I just floated in the vastness without an exact form, everything was a kind of slime as if I were in a swamp; after that, I slept, for years. "When will the body be completed?" Voralith asked as she examined the egg, and the administrator used the system to see.
[Incubation Duration: 87,600 hours remaining]
"Ten years," he replied as he looked at the woman in front of him. "Seriously?" she replied bitterly, she would have to wait ten years!
"Screw it, I'll join him, screw this shitty life. Make the contract already, send this egg to his sector in a forest or wherever, and give him a cosmic ring or whatever you call that storage crap with a wardrobe full of clothes for him," she said and looked at him and he just nodded.
"Alright, starting soul contract with Dante Scarlet."
[Online Servers: The Soul Contract between Entity 666002777 and Entity 000000007 has been completed]
[Congratulations Primordial Entity of Sector Prime, Empress Demonic Dragon of Ten Celestial Wings, Voralith Antherio, Cultivator of Supreme Peak, you have completed the System's last mission, you are free to start a new journey]
[Would you like to continue or restart the journey? You will return to being just a mortal if you choose to restart]
"Yes, restart. I'm happy to return to the world of the living only as Voralith. Leave this notification for the next being who compares themselves to me," Voralith replied.
"I should have been reborn as a single woman, not with a partner, but it's been a million years already, damn it, how hard it is to be me," she said as she put her hands on her face.
"Imagine being me," the Administrator confirmed and before Voralith could speak, she was sent into the egg.
"It seems my powers are gone, most of them anyway... even though my race remains, it's good to be a weak mortal again... how many years has it been since I was a cultivator of the celestial supreme stage? I don't even remember...
Ju Hi must be dead, nah, Azarith was too strong, she must be in the Grand-Prime Sector doing stupid things, she was always like that, that idiotic Progenitor Vampire," she said. Her small body began to form, a small scaly embryo with two white wings, a White Dragon, her first form when she became a dragon.
Voralith decided to rest for the next ten years just checking Dante frequently to make sure he didn't break if left alone for too long. So, after one of the biggest disappointments in Dante's life, he lost everything: his friends, family, and wives. It was lucky for him to be able to return due to an Administrator's mistake, but still, he was relieved.
And so, he followed the course of something that had already happened before, Reincarnation. And then, ten years passed and I was reborn again in a new body.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC102: A New Body... Damn!
The questioning about one's existence is fundamental to one's being. Perhaps it's something beyond the norm, but to me, I don't exist. I'm a complex of existence out of the ordinary, born only to endure the worst evils. That was my complex, that was me.
When I lived as Dante, I thought everything could be easily resolved with strength, but that was the reason I fell. I wasn't the smartest being, nor the best wizard, nor the best knight, or anything of the sort. I was a combination of everything and yet, at the same time, I was nothing.
Was my skill with the spear good? Yes, but it wasn't mine. It was a copy of Valentina's skills, who now slept silently in a Ruby Cube, sealed by the simple death of a useless being like me.
Was my fire strong? Yes, it was quite strong, but I never bothered to improve how I used it. I always relied on "I'll use it at the right time," and what did that result in for me? A volatile flame that injured one of the women I love. That was the weight I began to carry as I remembered the burned body, not only of Nagasawa but also of those children who constantly appear in my dreams.
All of this led me to question: why was I reborn here? What was my purpose and why was I so careless? Was it because Valentina was deemed the strongest? Was it because Morgana spoiled me too much with her magics? No... I think, in the end, I treated this world as a Fantasy Novel.
I am confused, impulsive, and hot-headed, besides being beautiful, I don't even recognize one of my qualities. I am everything and nothing.
That's why, during these ten years, I sat mentally with myself and fought against my own shadow.
They were difficult, lonely days, but nothing I hadn't lived before. I presumed that in my past life, I was like this: a lonely person who lived and died without anyone caring, suffering bullying every day at school, seeking in computers and the internet an identity, a name... a name that I don't even remember anymore.
I wanted to see the world now, to understand how things were, to understand what had changed. But it was impossible. Inside this cocoon, I lived the last ten years thinking and brooding over my life. Then, finally, today...
I found my purpose, my own path in search of the happiness I desire, and with whom I desire.
"It's time." I heard the voice beside me, manifested in the form of a white dragon spirit. At least that's how I saw it: Voralith, the person who kept me sane all this time.
"Do you know where we'll land?" I asked, starting to feel my hands, yes, finally I had hands.
"I'm not sure. The only thing I asked the Administrator for was to leave a change of clothes. Your body will be around twenty-five years old in mortal years, so I asked for decent clothes for when you emerge from this cocoon." She commented, and then I felt a slight fluctuation of mana.
Something I hadn't felt in ten years. Finally, I could feel the mana again! My body slowly began to awaken. I saw a slight crack at the top, my hands, which to my eyes were invisible, moved instinctively, and I broke the spot.
The first thing I saw? The ground, of course. Unfortunately, the Administrator wasn't kind to me. Again, he used his authority to bully me!
"Ahrg!" I screamed in pain, but felt something different as I hit the ground. I looked at my hands and saw them completely smooth and slender, like a maiden's. I quickly thought it was just because I had "been born now".
"Ahh~" Voralith sighed as she smelled the surroundings. It was a kind of clearing within the jungle. I emerged from a cocoon that was on a rock, supported by a strangely mana-rich tree.
I observed the small white dragon, sensing the scent of life. For the past ten years, she has spoken to me every two days to check if I was okay. Despite her being quite feisty, I enjoyed her company.
I heard the sound of water and, turning around, I saw the outer part of the clearing. Sunbeams filtered through the treetops, creating patterns of light and shadow that danced softly on the moss-covered ground.
For the first time, I felt a true calm and reverence, as if I were in a sacred sanctuary. The air was imbued with the scent of trees, and the gentle singing of birds began to fill my ears. Still hearing the sounds of water, I turned and found a small stream. I stood up.
"Ah!" I roared as I stumbled lightly. In the background, I heard the voice. "Careful, you've been inert in the spiritual world for ten years. Any sudden movement without getting used to it can damage this residual body," Voralith commented, and I nodded slightly. My perceptions were muddled; I really couldn't fully feel my body.
In fact, except for my hands, almost my entire body was waking up from hibernation.
"Calm down, sit and take a deep breath, try to absorb the ambient mana. This forest is rich in natural energy. Enjoy it first, then start your journey," I heard, unlike before, she seemed more... calm? No, I think it was more like freedom instead of calmness. I can't even imagine being stuck in the spiritual realm for a million years.
I did as she instructed, closed my eyes, and let the world around me be peaceful, focusing only on the positive energy. The winds gently brushed against my face; the whole world became one with my body. Soon, mana circulation began, and I felt my magic core... a restored and golden magic core. Different from the purple color of my previous one, this was different. I felt an ease in using mana.
So, for over two hours, I meditated.
Without wanting to skip processes, without wanting to break rules or anything like that, this time, I decided to be patient and train as much as possible from the basics.
"He seems to be focused, that's good," Voralith sitting on the rock observed. She had already found a small spatial ring hidden near the cocoon. She didn't open it, but she already knew it was the work of the ADM.
"I want to see his reaction," she said with a sly smile. Of course, she was being friendly. She wanted me to be at my one hundred percent for the surprise that was to come.
Two hours passed as we both remained silent. I was completely immersed in creating my mana core, and finally, the new mana core was born.
"Aah~," I groaned with a deep sigh. The air of nature entered through my nostrils, and finally, I could fully feel my body.
My mana circulated throughout my body. I could feel every pressure point, every vein, and every pathway. Unlike my previous body, this one felt heavier. I sensed a different weight on my chest. My eyes were closed, and I hadn't opened them since I started cultivating.
As I was about to open my eyes...
"Ow!" I shouted. Something hit my head, and I immediately turned around to see the small white dragon on the rock, looking at me in a... strange way?
"Idiot! You're doing it all wrong!" She roared, well, she seemed angry, but she was actually quite cute. Despite being an Almighty Dragon, she was actually... quite cute in this size. She looked like a lizard with wings.
"Wrong?" I questioned. I had never received such a thing. I had always been praised for everything I did.
"Who taught you this atrocity? Damn, I have to teach you everything!" She said and flew up onto my head. I felt her body hitting my hair, which I realized was just like that of my previous body.
"Come on, don't reject my mana and try to memorize the flow. This will improve a lot, maybe even two hundred times more than this garbage you learned," she said and continued. "Don't resist, or you'll die." I trembled slightly but complied.
A tingling sensation came from my head and began to flow through my veins. Unlike before, it was a rotating flow of mana, like a spiral. It passed through different points differently, like a stream. It didn't have an exact shape, but it had a constant flow. The spirals propelled the creation of mana, and soon I noticed changes again. New veins began to appear, as if they were hidden but now visible.
"What is this sensation?" I asked curiously, seeking explanations, but Voralith just snorted. "Humpf, mundane idiots who don't know the basics about mana want to create strong techniques without even knowing their own bodies. This is the basics!" She roared, furious but cute.
"These veins..." I commented, and she explained. "Your body, you haven't even checked it yet because you're completely immersed in thoughts. To channel the power of heaven and earth, you need to open all pathways, as well as know yourself as deeply as possible. I just gave you the way, opened all the real mana veins of this body.
Now it's purely your talent." She commented, and I opened my eyes for the first time.
"Go drink some water, it's time," Voralith said, and I nodded. Near the stream or pond, call it what you will, it cascaded down. I looked at it and began to walk.
I felt my body heavy, much heavier than my previous body, especially my chest and buttocks. I approached lightly and knelt in front of the stream.
And then, for the first time, I saw my face...
"KYAAAAAAAAAA!" I screamed and fell back like a frightened little girl. Well, now it wasn't just a "little girl" anymore.
When I saw my reflection in the water, I couldn't help but have a quick freak-out and fall back. It was a huge shock.
My eyes, bathed in a golden glow, seemed to capture the sunlight itself, emitting a magnetic intensity that captures the gaze of any spectator.
The contour of my body is a work of art, sculpted with curves that defy gravity.
My hair, long and white as snow, cascades like a frozen stream.
I, Dante Scarlet... was trapped in a woman's body.
"HAHAHAHAHA!" I heard the shameless laughter of the idiotic white dragon in the background. I turned with a look almost letting tears fall.
"What have you done to me!" I cried out, sad and confused. I wanted my old body back!
"I gave you the best body of all, congratulations!" She said, looking at me smiling. You could see her sharp teeth in a scary way, but I didn't flinch.
"Why?!" I questioned, and she shrugged and commented. "I used part of my life force to make this body, plus a lot of my power to offer a body capable of withstanding the soul of a Demon King. Do you really want to question? You should be grateful." She said while looking at me.
"Demon King?" I questioned, and she nodded. "To balance the scales, Fate probably changed course and killed you. Thus, you had the chance to return as a new and balanced being on the scale of all things," Voralith said, and I nodded. If this is really reality, it made some sense, but one thing wasn't right.
"And why do I have a female body?" I questioned, and she shrugged again. "We don't have much choice. You were made with my essence. You're basically my daughter," she said with a mischievous look.
"Your daughter is? What a clueless mother," I commented, and she narrowed her eyes. "I gave you the perfect body, girl."
"Girl? Damn it, Voralith!" I said, and she laughed again. She seemed very happy with all the illustrious events. I was annoyed, very annoyed...
"Don't worry, later we can change your gender when we have enough power for total body reconstruction. That's if you overcome the problems that will come. For now, be a woman, okay? I didn't think you were so macho," Voralith commented, and I punched the ground.
"Damn it," I said, upset.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC103: Ziriel Azure
On that day, I felt confused. The voices in my head had shifted slightly; before, I would hear the voice of the old Dante, but now... I only heard the voice of a woman. Yes, a feminine voice; that's how I was now. Initially, I only thought of the worst, but it was reassuring to know that at some point, I could completely change my appearance.
Despite finding comfort in having a new identity now, after all, I was dead. It would be strange to show up as a woman at Vlad's castle door and say, "Hello Vlad, it's me, Dante Scarlet. I died and reincarnated. How about letting me get my Valentina back?" The likelihood of simply being killed by him was enormous.
"Ah, come on... I have so much to do," I said aloud, turning around, raising my hand, and pulling a change of clothes from the spirit ring... I was naked and sweaty. Due to my concentration, I hadn't noticed how dirty I was; the mud on the ground had already soiled my legs, butt, and hands.
Without any other choice, I made my way to the lake and bathed in nature. Although it was somewhat barbaric to bathe outdoors without any means of hygiene like soap and shampoo to wash my long white hair, I had no other options.
Nevertheless, at least I knew they were safe, even though Valentina had been sealed; she would probably come out whenever she pleased, if she hadn't already in the past ten years. I knew the others were safe, which really made me apprehensive about Valentina, who was a ticking time bomb that could destroy this entire world at any moment.
Another thing that bothered me was the Virtue of Justice, the woman who killed me in this world. I hold no grudges, but I'm sure the order to kill me wasn't from her.
"Ah~" I sighed as I got up from the stream and dried myself with one of the towels inside the spirit ring. Finally... I dressed.
There I was, in the middle of the jungle, staring at some sort of wardrobe I had taken out of the spatial ring, filled with clothes that now seemed so strange and distant to me. Unfortunately, as punishment, the Administrator hadn't given me anything other than various feminine clothes and accessories, without anything "unisex" that I could normally wear.
"Okay, let's do this. It's just a dress. It's not like it's a rocket ship, right?" I said to myself, encouragingly. But the truth was, it felt like I was launching a rocket to the moon. The first attempt was disastrous, a complete mess. I wrapped myself in the fabric in a way that made me look like a mummy.
"Damn, how is this possible?" I nervously laughed, but I knew I had to keep going. With a little more calm, I tried again, but now more prepared, well, not so prepared. Fortunately, I managed to get dressed.
[Illustration of the new appearance]
I put on a white dress, matching my new hair, along with two pairs of golden earrings that accentuated my eyes. Despite being a man in essence, that couldn't be further from the case on the outside, and to avoid suspicion, I had to act accordingly, thus assuming the role of a new person.
I didn't need makeup or anything like that; after all, Voralith was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen in my entire life. I looked at myself in the water's reflection and arranged my hair in a way that seemed tidy. I didn't have combs or anything like that to fix it, so I did my best.
Once again, I returned to the wardrobe and opened the bottom drawers and looked heavily at it... various high heels. Was it possible to walk without looking like a clumsy flamingo?
"Well, there's only one way to find out," I thought, grabbing a pair that seemed less threatening. I slipped my feet into the shoes and took a few uncertain steps around the room. The feeling was strange and unbalanced, as if walking on stilts. "Okay, it's not as easy as it looks," I murmured, almost tripping over a nearby branch.
After a few minutes of practice, I finally began to feel a little more confident in the heels.
"Well, at least I'm not feeling like a flamingo anymore," I joked to myself, trying to find some balance.
"Finally looking like a maiden," I heard from afar, the tiny White Dragon mocking me.
"Haha, very funny," I retorted to its mockery.
"Please, stop, you laughing is very beautiful," Voralith said, of course it was mockery. "Annoying," I replied and turned around, storing everything in the spirit ring.
"Ready?" She questioned, already referring to me in the feminine pronoun.
"Do I have a choice? Of course not," I replied dissatisfied. How could I be okay after this incredible problem she put me in?
"Stop whining, you're a man! I mean, you're a woman!" She said while slightly flashing an arrogant and skeptical smile.
"The First Feminist Dragon that ever existed," I said, and she looked at me as if she were about to pounce, but she soon huffed. "Humph, and you weirdo, have you chosen a name yet? You can't use Dante Scarlet!" She said, somewhat annoyed.
"Feel free to do the honors," I said, I had no sense of nomenclature to create names, especially proper names.
"Ziriel," she quickly said, as if she had that name in mind. "That was fast, where did that name come from?" I quickly questioned, and she looked at me strangely but replied with her head down. "It was the name of my daughter," she commented.
"I see..."
"Ziriel Azure, sounds like a good name," I said, and she looked at me. "Azure?" She questioned. "Ziriel is someone you remember, and Azure is the name that reminds me of someone."
Azure, the Queen of Clear Waters, the old codename of Sara Vortex.
"I see, then shall we go, Ziriel?" She said, and I nodded gently, heading towards the hills and forests in search of an exit. Anything would do; I just wanted to return to civilization and start my search for my wives again. Thus, the Demon King was defeated and Reborn to reclaim his beautiful wives. On this day, the new frenetic flame was born.
Ziriel Azure, the woman behind all the incidents ten years ago.
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MY BLOOD LEGACY: REINCARNATED AS A VAMPIREC104: An Unexpected Encounter (I)
The sound of the world was neutral. Despite being back in the world of the living, the sensations of death permeated my body. It had been ten years without any positive or negative feelings, just my thoughts, which were not fueled by real emotions, only speculations. Despite that, I was okay now.
At least I pretended to be as I explored the dark forest at night. Unfortunately, I had no time for games, so I pressed on. It was around three in the morning; I could tell by Valentina's teachings on reading the time by the curvature of the Moon. Fortunately, it was just one moon; that meant I was in Umbral.
Umbral was said to be the human world, but it wasn't quite like that. It was governed by humans, but not solely made up of humans. Various beings lived here; in fact, most of the population, besides humans, consisted of other races, including the Beasts.
Amidst the confusion in my head, my first goal was to find a city good enough for me to establish a base for gathering information. Information, as a whole, is the greatest weapon for someone pursuing an objective. Firstly, I wanted to know which continent I was on. If these forests weren't so dense, I could say this was the eastern continent.
There, the vegetation is much richer than in the environments of the other continents. Eastern culture is highly developed in terms of agriculture, planting, and preserving natural life. So, I could easily distinguish. But there, the forests aren't dense; on the contrary, they are well-preserved and would never be like this.
Which leads me to doubt where I was. Of course, being here wasn't really a problem. I could hunt naturally and fend for myself constantly; I was raised as a warrior by Valentina.
"There's something ahead," I heard Voralith's voice in my mind, and I nodded, preparing for whatever events would follow. A strange feeling passed through my senses, and I hid behind some trees as I heard the footsteps of a group.
I kept quiet and tried to conceal my presence. Although I didn't have a core capable of using mana yet, I could use the martial techniques I had learned, blending into nature.
"This technique is quite flawed," Voralith said, but I paid no attention. She was very outspoken and liked to criticize everything I did.
I waited for them to pass by, realizing they were somehow noble people. Their attire was a mix of armor and light clothing, reminiscent of Victorian era garments.
"How long until we reach the city?" asked one of the soldiers mounted on a horse. He seemed to be the leader; his eyes were sharp, and his hands, robust, probably muscular beneath all that armor.
"About three hours, sir. We'll arrive by dawn," replied another of the soldiers, who walked with a map on the carriage next to the coachman, and the leader nodded.
I tried to look a little closer and saw the back of the carriage, a closed room. I could see the silhouette of two people inside; they seemed to be conversing, and no sound came out. My hearing was quite sharp, even though I was no longer a vampire, but it was still useless trying to eavesdrop.
"We're in Midrion," I commented telepathically, and Voralith appeared flying in front of me, confused, as if she wanted answers.
"It's the continent where one of the great rulers resides, the Midrion Empire, ruled by Adam Smith," I commented, and she remained puzzled. "The Idiot's Son collaborated in my death," I said, and she understood.
"Let them pass. During the dead of night, they won't do anything," I thought, transmitting my thoughts to Voralith. I needed to stay quiet.
I let the entourage pass by and watched them from afar, following them about a kilometer ahead. Walking slowly through the dead of night, I followed suit. It was two long hours, my new body, untrained and exhausted. Honestly, I didn't even understand what kind of fatigue it was. I thought I could endure, but I was completely mistaken.
Despite that, I managed to leave that forest and found some kind of road, but I didn't follow it. Instead, I followed the group as they made camp to spend the rest of the night. They would probably continue their journey mid-morning; it was safer than me just throwing myself into the world without knowing where I was.
"Keep watch. There are some individuals surrounding that group," Voralith warned, flying at night. She was almost invisible in the air, but she could see and hear everything.
"Hm, it might be a good opportunity," I commented to her and began to approach the location.
"Hey, you don't have the strength anymore! Stop acting like a hero!" she said, with concern in her words, but I ignored her.
"Be quiet. I won't infiltrate among them or anything like that. Look at that," I pointed to the symbol on the carriage, which looked like a family crest.
"That could be synonymous with nobility. If this really is as I suspect, I may gain some advantage and even help to get to the city. Don't think I'll act impulsively to get killed at the first opportunity," I snarled at her, and she slightly recoiled. For an ancient pseudo-divinity, she was quite soft; maybe it was because of the lack of interaction with people? I don't know, I don't care.
"How are you so sure?" she asked, still wary.
"The sound of the carriage isn't as loud as the horse hooves. It may seem strange, but this means the carriage is of good quality. If they were merchants or a locomotive for sale, the sounds would be heavier, and the horses would have more effort, something that didn't happen throughout the path we followed them," I explained.
It was something I had learned from Valentina during the years of training. It might be little, but it was something that helped in this situation. At the time... Well, I thought it was idiotic, but I was completely wrong.
As I began to approach, I was surprised.
"A paladin?" I questioned, seeing up close the armor of the warrior in front of me. Not just one, but six guard paladins.
I tried to keep quiet, but before I could react to their presence, a sword touched my neck.
"Surrender," he said. It was the chief knight who had been riding the horse before. Instinctively, I stood up, following the knight's order as he held me with my hands behind my back and began to guide me.
It wasn't many steps, and several knights were already around me.
"A spy?" the man inside the carriage asked, but the knights didn't know how to react.
"I'm not a spy. I came to prevent a tragedy," I said, without asking permission or anything of the sort, just acting as always. No one would arrest me.
"A tragedy, you say?" a feminine voice came, the other person inside the carriage said. Her voice seemed more imposing and strong than the man's.
"Yes, this camp is surrounded," I said, and the knights looked around, but found nothing.
"Stop fooling around, foreigner," the knight said, while pointing the sword at my throat. "Should I kill this bitch?" he said, disrespecting me again without even listening to his superiors.
"I understand, if it's going to be like this," I said, and then, with a quick movement, I disarmed the knight in front of me, taking his sword for myself. With a kick, I pushed him away and turned to the others, who pointed their weapons at me.
"Sorry, it wasn't supposed to be like this," I said with regret. I wasn't in a condition to fight, but it was necessary.
The knight who stumbled got up and ran towards me, trying to grab me, but I defended myself and kicked him over two others.
"Ahh~~," I sighed from exhaustion. It had been ten years since I had exercised, and this body was far from being as strong as the previous one. My mana still didn't have a considerable effect; in fact, it barely existed without the support of an element, just like all my magic no longer existed. All I could use was my skill with the sword, which despite being average, could handle these knights.
"Ha!" I shouted and parried two swords in unison, while using my legs to kick two other knights. I was normally not good at dealing with groups of enemies who could think and create strategies, so it was really difficult for me.
A halberd came towards my head suddenly, but I ducked in time, allowing the knight to hit me during my distraction. I received a kick to the back of my knee and slightly fell.
"Darn it... Why did I want to help?" I grumbled and received a huff in my ears. That dragon was really getting on my nerves even in a fight. She didn't say anything, but I already thought of the smile of that little dragon saying "I told you so!"
"Stop!" a shout came from the carriage, which soon opened. "Since when did I order you to attack someone who can't even use mana?" the woman's voice echoed, making all the knights immediately kneel. "Your Majesty!".
Darn it, another woman involved with royalty. I must have some kind of magnet that attracts these problematic women to me.
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