he sky was clear, studded with stars as if it were a boundless mirror, and the cold wind caressed Evelyn's face with a painful gentleness, carrying the faint scent of burning wood from afar.
The full moon hung high, its pale light reflecting every movement and detail of the abandoned mansion, and the clock struck midnight—a moment when the entire world seemed to pause in a terrifying silence.
Evelyn Starlight, Queen of Vampires, sat in an astonishing calm. Her body was straight, elegant, and her red eyes glowed like embers under the moonlight, her elongated pupils slicing
through the darkness like sharp blades. Before her lay the boy—her son—bound in chains, his body covered with wounds and scars, his eyes closed, mouth gagged, appearing like refuse after the world had destroyed him.
The silence was heavy, charged with waves of energy radiating from her form. Only the sound of her heart seemed like war drums echoing through the night. Then she spoke in a cold
voice, trembling with a mysterious force, as if the very ground obeyed her fury:
"Explain yourself now. What use are you after all this? It's over. You are truly a disappointment… I wish I had never carried you, you filthy child."
With a motion too swift for a human mind to follow, she raised her hand, and the boy's head fell to the floor, rolling into a pool of dark blood that caught the moonlight, glinting like shattered glass.
Evelyn stood silently for a moment, her gaze piercing over her son's body—the last member of her family. The silence of the mansion pressed heavily, as if it breathed with her, observing
every emotion that crossed her. Then, suddenly, her feelings shifted from cruelty to profound sorrow. She approached the
body, sat beside him, and held him tightly, a mix of maternal love and regret mingling with the blood and destruction around her.
"I'm sorry… I'm so sorry… In the end, I failed as a mother, and you failed as a son. I killed you… What use is my life without you?" she whispered, her voice blending with the wind's wails and the
scattered blood. "I told you… I will always be by your side… Despite everything… despite all, I could never hate you. I love you… because I could never give you the love you deserved."
Tears welled beneath her eyes but did not fall. Instead, she
focused the latent energy within her, her heart becoming the center of a rapidly spinning magical circle, glowing red and gold.
The ground beneath her feet began to tremble, the mansion groaned, walls cracked, and the ceiling collapsed with a heavy silence like a deep scream in a dark world.
"Sweet dreams… for both of us, my dear Vanitas."
Then came the explosion.
The light shattered the sky like a blinding day breaking the night. Flames devoured everything around her, stone and concrete
turning to dust, rising into a colossal mushroom-shaped cloud that swallowed the horizon. The heat was unbearable, the air
ablaze with the intensity of her power, and the moon darkened to a crimson hue, as if the heavens themselves bore witness to Evelyn's wrath.
Her body erupted entirely, but within the heart of the blast, her
final embrace of her son endured—a last moment of connection
before all turned to ash. All that remained after the explosion
was a deep crater, barren and lifeless, mere dust scattered with the echo of past screams that would never fade.
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Heat: Hey everyone, this is a new novel I'm writing, and I've been thinking about it for a while. Anyway, our journey with the vampires
Tell me, do you like vampires or do you like Jin