THE VAMPIRE; Nark De Melchias
III. This is where the devil is, hell
The disturbing emotions continue to haunt Nark. Right now, he was struggling with files and data that were certainly accompanied by a bottle of blood. "Not as wise as his blood." Nark Murmured.
His face looked very tired, from the day Ethel rejected him for obvious reasons, he was constantly in pain.
No matter where the pain was, it could not be cured with its power. "What's up, Your Majesty?" Dion asked carefully.
He came to bring more blood stored in a tube-shaped container.
"Whose blood did you take? Not good, it all tastes like carrion blood."
Surely Dion was surprised, the blood he took was clear from the blood slave farm in the Vampire World. There can't be no Vampire who doesn't like human blood. "But, Your Majesty. This blood-"
"Call Ethel to come to me."
The man bowed and left.
A dark corridor with no light other than moonlight, Dion walked on the red carpet with a straight look.
Ethel and William, the two humans they took from the Human World. The world they had just destroyed. "That girl,"
Among other rooms, only one room had a slightly open door. Dion looked at the room for a moment, it was Ethel's bedroom.
At the dresser, the girl kept silent with both hands that continued to gently comb her long mane.
There was no feeling of joy and happiness on his face. "Excuse me, Miss Galiadne."
"Aah, Constantine!" Dion was stunned for a moment, the girl called her name with a big smile.
Well, maybe the girl just wants to know how her sister is doing. "What's coming to my room?"
"Your Majesty is asking you to come to his study immediately." Dion.
The smiley face faded away, but the feeling of pleasure, Ethel was afraid. "Did I make a mistake?"
Dion closed his eyes and said, "I don't know, Miss. His Majesty asked you to meet him immediately in the study."
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The door of the King's den opened, the fishy scent of blood entering Ethel's sense of smell. The blood bottles that looked like red wine were scattered on the floor with a red carpet.
The door was closed by Dion, leaving them both. "Is there anything you want to tell Me, Yang-"
"Ethel, stop acting if you're my subordinate."
The white-blasted man looked lethargic and tired, his hair untidy and his eye bags blackened.
Ethel's approaching.
Standing in front of Nark who was blocked by his desk, Ethel reached for Nark's handsome face that looked tired.
Gently stroked her, and stopped in her eyes. "What do you want from me?"
"Married to me." The same words have not changed.
The delicate elusan came to a halt, the white and smooth hand of the Goddess was held back by Nark when Ethel wanted to pull his hand.
His blackened eye bags slowly began to disappear. "Nark, did you marry me for my blood?"
Hispanics stopped.
The blood from the bite wound flowed once Nark pulled back his two fangs. "If so, what do you think?" The red bead lit up, the previous Nark was very different from now.
"In that case, don't expect me to accept your proposal." Ethel.
Turning his Ethel out of sight, Nark agitatedly chased after him and clasped him from behind. "No... No, I'm just lying."
"I married you on the basis of... Love, Ethel." Whisper with a kiss that lands on Ethel's neck.
"Nark, we're different. You're a vampire and I'm a human being, crossbreeding will give birth to defective offspring."
"Until the world is destroyed, we cannot marry." Ethel.
Ethel rebelled asking to be released, but Nark clasped him tighter.
"Then I'm the only one who's human, right? Or.you want to be a Vampire?"
The girl was surprised, she pushed the rough large body of Nark. The man's body was unmoved, though Ethel pushed him with all his might. "You crazy?"
"Yes, I'm crazy because of you. If you don't want to be my country, then I'll try to be human."
The atmosphere started to feel strange, Nark who was no longer talking and was unmoved in place with a flaming bead of eyes. The human girl came out with a feeling of fear that began to spread throughout her body.
Dion saw the girl who was the object of his King's pleasure running along the corridor with a feeling of fear.
Nark's trusted man walks into a room that smells of human blood taken from a human farm led by a vampire nobleman.
"Your Majesty." Call Dion.
The man with the highest title in the Vampire World did not acknowledge Dion, he was unmoved as if he was fighting with himself. "Basil." The man corrected Dion's speech.
According to the Greek, the word Basilius means a 'King'. And usually, this word is uttered by them when the Devil wakes up from his long slumber, Isaac de Ledger.
The name of the Devil that resides in the body of Nark de Melchias, the Vampire King. "Constantine, long time no see. Maybe thousands of years ago? What about the state of this rundown and weak world of Vampires?"
"So, what you say, Isaac. Don't forget that you spoke like that in the body of a King of Vampires." Dion.
"Your master is also small-brained, how can a King and World Leader fall in love with an ordinary human who is weak and easy to die."
Nark is a cold-hearted King, not being kind when it comes to killing.
But Isaac was a Devil who was serving in Nark's body, far more ruthless than him.
He's the one who made the world of Vampires nearly destroyed thousands of years ago.
"Nark. Destroying a world that is completely useless, a world of weak beings, a World of Humans."
Seriate..
