THE VAMPIRE; Nark De Melchias

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15. [Final Section] Nark's Past

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Their bodies fell to the ground with Niell disappearing drowned by the thick fog. Dion who saw the two of them fall approached him with a hand supporting Ethel's weak body.

"Your Majesty is fine, Miss." said Dion.

"No, his eyes are empty." said Ethel.

Nark's body stiffened with blank eyes, blood began to flow out of his body. At first he heard the brother's words and orders.

A King who still clings to the shoulders of others does not deserve the title of King. In the past, Nark was an innocent little boy and was scared by others.

Niell De Melchias was always attached to the side of Nark which caused the boy to hold on to Niell's hand. Either some kind of obsession or just a great sense of trust in a big brother.

"You're a big boy, why are you still stuck?" Niell.

He was tired enough to see the actions of his youngest sister who always followed him everywhere. Sleeping in his bedroom, following him practicing sword and magic and afraid to befriend other nobles.

"Because I love big brother." she said with that sweet smile.

Niell could only sigh and gently rub his sister's head. "You befriend Constantine, he's a friend of mine at my training camp. She's the same age as me, I think you-"

The sound of sobbing sounded small, Niell stopped talking and saw tears falling down Nark's cheeks. "I don't want to! The other nobles are cruel, I'm afraid. What if I get kidnapped again? Does your sister want me to go and disappear?"

The sobs hardened. "Narc.."

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Her eyelids opened, her red pupils looking at the ceiling of the room slowly. His body ached as soon as he was about to get up. "You awake? Dante said don't move yet."

"Then has he given me pain relief?"

The girl silently lowered her head. Both of his hands clenched with sweat that soaked his hands. He shook his head. "Said Dante, my blood can heal you."

Nark looked at the girl with his red pupils. "Then you let me suck your blood?"

With doubt and fear, the girl's head nodded. His body sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Nark with frightened eyes. The man chuckled with his hands covering his face interspersed by a gasp of breath.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm afraid that I can't help but attack you. If you don't want to be okay." Nark closed his eyes.

Ethel feels guilty about the man's condition which always protects him and gets hurt and hides his pain. "I'm in the process of healing, can you shut up for a second?" said Nark.

The man closed his eyes with a body facing the ceiling of the room with a red aura emanating from his body.

The girl felt drowsy and dropped her head on the bed while Nark was recovering. Nark's hunger peaked, he walked out of the room as soon as he moved the girl to make it more comfortable to rest.

"Constantine, where's William?" he said that with his hands touching the wall it was useful to support his weak body.

"You must donate your free time to heal me, boy." Nark said in a furious tone.

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The white room was filled with the blood of a child who was resigned when Nark's sharp fangs pierced the surface of his neck skin. Blood fell through the sidelines, the blood stained the floor of the room, his little hand did not stop clutching Nark's shoulder for the man to stop.

However, a King did not listen to his subordinates. He cared about the five senses in his body and continued to feel how unpleasant the blood of the descendants of the god in William's body was.

William's hand turned to wave at Dion who was standing in the corner of the room, he just quietly emptied his gaze as if he did not care. His blue eyes let out tears profusely.

This pain was so stinging and it burned his body from within. "This is sick." he said.

The man pulled himself away from the boy. He grinned with the remnants of blood around his mouth. "Who would dare to rule me? Don't think that you're the younger brother of Ethel you can command me at will. You're just his sister."

The hand hit William in the face until the boy fell to the floor, Dion coming closer with the hand holding Nark. "That's enough, Your Majesty. William is just a human being, he can die" Dion said.

"Remove, Constantine. I still need his blood." said Nark.

"Stop, Isaac. William could die, and Miss Galiadne could hate you."

Isaac stopped with his glowing red pupils. He hit Dion so hard that the man's body was blown away and the walls were cracked. "I-isaac.." said Dioan stammered with pain.

The man stepped closer to Dion who was trying to get up, his hands strangling Dion's neck and cornering him. "Since when have you dared to fight me, Constantine?" whispered Isaac.

Her hair mane was roughly pulled and chained on her right and left arms. "You must be punished, Constantine." said Isaac.

 All the cuts and lashes and even Isaac's punches left Dion's body bruised and wounded. Blood comes out of the mouth cavity and flows down to the floor. "Constantine, you are destined for my life to serve me." said Isaac.

Dion's face did not have any expression, as if he did not feel pain and was afraid of Isaac. He nodded his head as Isaac walked toward William, who was trying to flee from him.

"Why are you so cruel? In front of my brother, you're like a gentle person." The sobbing made him lose his balance and fall down with flowing tears.

"Because I'm acting like I'm marrying your sister. Who doesn't look for the face of the person he loves? Everything must be so, you humans must understand what I'm talking about."

The hand strangled William's fallen neck, his body pressed to lie on the cold floor. Her tears were hardened with air that started to catch up because Isaac was suffocating her.

"Now shut up and let me heal myself."

The two sharp fangs pierced his neck again, making a cut and mark on his neck. Blood started to flow falling to the floor from the crack given by Isaac. "Isaac, he could die from a lack of blood!"

His red pupils glowed with an attack that landed on Dion's body, creating more blood coming out of his mouth. "You shut up, don't you want your king to heal? This happened because that jerk Niell put drugs on me."

 Dion was only able to catch his breath and recover his wounds that were continuously opened because of Isaac. "If Miss Galiadne sees this, what are you doing?" said Dion.

"He couldn't have seen it, because he was sleeping in my room" Isaac said with a grin on his face.

Seriate..