THE VAMPIRE; Nark De Melchias

XVII. [FRINGEMENT OF THE SORTS] ____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

𝟏𝟕. [𝐁𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐚𝐧] 𝐓𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐡𝐢𝐝𝐮𝐩 𝐒𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢

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A loud explosion was heard by them, Nark's body lying on the broken ground inward due to his body being slammed by Carveth firmly. "I want to prove that you're really getting stronger."

Blood flowed from his sense of smell and mouth. With great difficulty he rose with the pressure of Carveth's domineering aura over the control of his body. "You strong with your power or Isaac taking over your control, son?"

A direct hit led to Carveth strangling Nark's neck with a contemptuous smile. "Huh, Demon King. Are you the one chosen by the current or former demon lord?" he grins.

Xavier's forehead shriveled, feeling humiliated by questions that did not directly hurt his heart. "It was chosen by His Majesty Isaac before he was expelled from the world of rulers. But that doesn't mean I'm weak."

Nark's hand gripped Carveth's arm until blood flowed from the wound that Nark created, his face flat and smiling. "Carveth, long time no see. What about the world of rulers now? I hope it falls apart and breaks, hahaha." Isaac said in a sarcastic tone.

"Isaacs... So right, you're the one who defeated the army commanded directly by Osiris. There's no way my son can beat him, by force, he's weak."

Isaac stepped away from Carveth and stood in front of Xavier who was looking at him with a look of disbelief. "Loose? I did take over the child's body, but the one that ended the war was Nark, he wasn't weak. He simply could not control his strength completely."

Isaac grasped a said sword made from his power. He kept his smile on his face. "We haven't fought in a long time, want to try again, man?" she smiled sweetly.

Carveth and Isaac are people who are always together like friends. "Sure, why not?" he smiled and came attacking Isaac with a said sword.

In the past, a sound of collision between iron and iron was heard disturbing the sense of hearing. A handsome man was fighting each other with a sweet smile on their faces. They are the rulers of vampires and demons, they fight in order to practice.

"You're getting stronger, man." said Isaac.

"You too" said a long little white-blossomed man, Carveth.

They smashed their sword blades against each other until the sword shattered into small pieces and flew away carried away by the wind currents. They stared at each other, then laughed and lay on the ground after finishing fighting.

"One day, fight me, Carveth. Whether as a friend or an enemy, don't hold yourself back."

"You too. We prove who is the strongest among us." exclaimed Carveth with a hand raised in the air and clenched.

"Of course I am." said Isaac. His hand was clenched in the air, right next to Carveth's.

In the darkness of the night, they lay each other on the ground that was almost broken due to the intense fight between them. "In the future, what is our fate?" Isaac said.

"Eitherway. Among us, it was Osiris who led."

"Only he determines our fate in the future, if we part...how?"

All of this is happening, right now. A ruler of a vampire nation and a ruler of a previous demon nation. "Everything comes true, Carveth."

"Yes, and now we are enemies, we decide who is the strongest among us, Isaac" Carveth said.

In the sunlight that had just risen and shone on their bodies, they dashed closer to each other and swords clashed. The smile between them was no longer a sweet smile between friends, but a crazy smile between enemies.

"How have you been feeling since you got kicked out by Osiris, my friend Isaac?"

A aura of sadness implied in Isaac's eyes, red eyes that looked cruel and sinister implied sadness. "Difficult to interpret. That bastard Osiris for no apparent reason banished me from the ruling world!"

The sword moved up into the air and scratched Carveth's facial skin until the long-bladed man stepped back. Isaac's face darkened. "Why are you defending Osiris, when you know the truth."

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Xavier couldn't stop shaking. Isaac and Carveth were injured everywhere, the scratching wounds caused their blood to continue flowing and made the mutant vampires arrive. "You made a mutant vampire, asshole. There's no point in them being created." exclaimed Isaac.

They guarded each other's backs and brandished their swords to the group of mutant vampires that surrounded them. "Isaac, what if we bet. Who killed the most mutant vampires, he's the strongest among us."

"Huh, I'm the one who's gonna kill everyone. You just shut up watching."

The thousands of mutant vampires started moaning and running around attacking the two men who were holding swords and smiling by bowing their heads and bending their legs before running fast and swinging their weapons in all directions killing the men the mutant.

The mutant blood stuck to their handsome faces, the crazy smile between the friends came back. They were mad about attacking mutant vampires until blood splattered everywhere. "Look, I killed more than a hundred vampires" Isaac said.

"I killed nearly 1000 mutant vampires, if you don't believe me, you can ask the Demon King boy back there."

Isaac turned to look at Xavier who was sitting limp. He approached and crouched down in front of Xavier, his hand rubbing Xavier's head and smiling. "Oh, you're the one I chose as King, huh? So tell me, who killed more?"

With an aura of intimidation, he smiled with wide and closed eyes. "I-I don't know." said Xavier.

"Huh, the boy doesn't know. You lied, Carveth." cried Isaac.

Carveth. His red eyes glanced at his cracked hands. He fought with Isaac until the sun went down. He showed his back and walked, his hands raised and waving.

"See you, Isaac. It's time for me to come back." Carveth said.

Isaac turned in the opposite direction. Dante and Dion came running towards him. "Are you okay, Your Majesty?" say them.

Isaac looked back, where Carveth was no longer there. There was sadness in his eyes. "Ethel, she's okay, right?" Isaac said.

"Xavier, return. Take care of your people, the ruler will come to destroy our nation." Isaac said to the little boy who was sitting limp.

A wind blew signaling he had gone into the demon world, Isaac's red eyes that implied exhaustion staring back at Dante and Dion. "How's echel?"

"He's fine, Your Majesty."

Isaac walked in the hallway and arrived at the large door of Ethel's bedroom, the door opening revealing a beautiful girl reading a book on the sofa in her thin nightgown.

Isaac came and hugged the girl, drowning his head in the recess of Ethel's neck. "Can I hold you like this for a second?"

"Sure, Sir."

Isaac felt uneasy in his heart, meeting his old friend and fighting him back as an enemy. "I met my old friend, and we fought together again..."

"As an enemy.."

Seriate..