Yet not all is bright when darkness follows close behind.
A sudden wave of dizziness crashed into , twisting the world until it blurred into shadows. John and Elira vanished from my sight, swallowed whole. Crimson spread across the ground, seeping outward until the floor itself dissolved, leaving only an endless ocean of blood beneath .
I tried to move, but no matter which way I turned, there was no end, no escape.
What is happening to ?! I wanted to scream into the void, to call for help, for anything to pull out of this nightmare. Why... why is this happening now? I was perfect a mont ago... It was a mystery to , and a terrifying one.
The ocean stirred, rising into colossal pillars of blood, each one surging skyward like spears, reaching higher and higher as though they ant to pierce the heavens themselves.
"Hunger..." A cold whisper echoed from every direction, sliding into my ears, and a shiver raced down my spine.
I clutched my stomach. Every cell in my body scread the sa command: feed. No... control yourself... I tried to talk myself down, but the words held no power. Why? He fed blood already. My thoughts spun, and the only answer that made sense was that the surgery had drained too much of my energy, leaving ravenous.
"Feast..." The word licked at again, and with it ca a sweet, intoxicating scent. My legs moved on their own. I felt my canines thrust forward at a startling pace, piercing past my lips.
A vision ford. Sothing golden shimred before , a single radiant dot. It was the source of that irresistible aroma. No matter how I fought, my body ignored , and my mind... my mind betrayed , allowing the hunger to take hold. The ocean of blood beneath surged, its pillars spearing toward the golden light. I leapt with them, swept up in the frenzy.
Mine! Mine! The scream tore through my thoughts, primal and crazed. My fangs lunged for the light, but struck sothing hard instead.
A shadowed figure materialized, intercepting . It shoved back with a force that sent crashing into the void, the impact rattling my bones. Snarling, I pounced again, feral, unthinking, an animal driven only by hunger.
My muscles coiled tight, straining in blind retaliation. I had lost myself completely, pushing against whatever barred my path without a single thought for the consequences. The rush was intoxicating. Addictive. And that terrified .
I slashed at the shadow, my fingernails lengthening into jagged blades, weapons born of hunger and rage.
The terrifying strength I hadn’t known I possessed managed to overpower the shadow for a fleeting mont. But then sothing blunt and crushing slamd into my stomach, and the world of crimson and black bled away, fading back into reality.
My insides felt rearranged. I coughed out a gasp of air, choking as the haze lifted. Elira’s eyes t mine. There was fear there, yes, but not entirely. Or maybe I was wrong. At least she didn’t look that afraid.
John, on the other hand, was the one who had knocked the sense back into . And from the way he lood, I had the sickening feeling he wouldn’t stop. Another swing was already coming.
But before the blow could land, a pair of slender hands caught his arm, halting it mid-arc.
"Daddy, please. It’s not her fault. It’s mine." Her voice was soft, steady, and the strange look she gave him felt like a secret language between them, sothing I wasn’t ant to understand.
John’s fingers unclenched, releasing . I collapsed to the floor, my body limp as a ragdoll. The hunger gnawed deeper than ever, though not enough to send spiraling into hallucinations again.
"She’s a vampire. She won’t be able to control herself around us. She’s a beast. If not for —" John stopped, his eyes boring into with pure hatred. That look made sothing surge inside , sothing that scread to revolt, to bare my fangs. But I knew the reason he looked at like that; he was only trying to protect her.
"I know, I know... alright? But she saved my life. If I can’t repay her in any way, especially when she’s suffering..."
Elira pushed herself upright, her voice trembling but firm. A faint glow shimred from her wrists, and my breath caught. Her skin split open with a delicate tear of blood, and then, impossibly, the crimson stream shot forward, rushing to my lips with a speed the naked eye could never follow.
Who is she?! My heart pounded, but the mont her blood touched my tongue, all thought drowned in ecstasy.
The liquid was warmth incarnate, sweet beyond imagination, so pure it eclipsed any taste I had ever known. It was like dining in the finest place in my old world, a five-star al turned into liquid bliss. My body shuddered, a tremor of pleasure coursing through .
"ELIRA! STOP!" John roared, yanking her hand back and sealing the wound. His face was ashen, hers even more so. She collapsed in his arms, unconscious.
anwhile, fire blood in my chest. A torch lit inside , burning brighter and brighter, nding my wounds at a speed I could hardly process. Power surged through stronger this ti, more than when I had drunk John’s blood.
What the hell is happening to ?! Ecstasy clouded my mind. The heat inside wasn’t just strength... I felt pleasure and imnse desire... And I... I wanted more.
[System Notice! User has ingested S-Grade Blood.]
[Your stats have risen sharply! { 10 to all}]
[New trait unlocked: Gourt’s Tongue (Lower-grade blood will no longer satisfy you)]
The crimson screens blazed before my eyes, but none of it shook more than the truth behind this girl. Elira, this forgotten side character, never once ntioned in the story I had read, possessed pure blood. A hidden gem, buried in the narrative.
And as I licked the last trace of sweetness from my lips, I realized too late the way I was looking at her. My gaze lingered like that of a starving predator, my mouth dripping with hunger, like a lioness ready to claim her prey.
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