Fear is a learning emotion. Learned fears emerge from any situation.
Even if it was thought to have been completely overcome by running away for a long time, even if it turned into a faded memory.
When they meet, the fear learned within them arises once again. not erased can’t be erased cannot be erased
that is fear Unless you jump over yourself, you torment the person on the spot forever.
So did Sofia Blandid. It was unbearable for a young vampire yet, and he wasn’t even ready to jump over it.
“It’s been a long time.”
That’s why. At that one word, his eyes, which had just regained stability, trembled again, his legs loosened, and he immediately sat down.
The opponent was an old man. A vampire that maintains its beauty until death is unthinkable.
Even if it was only a low-level vampire, it was absolutely unbelievable as a high-level species. But, obviously, she is a vampire of the Jinjo.
There is no doubt about it. The first vampire, the first vampire who created the progenitor vampires derived from her.
“Did you enjoy the short break?”
smile kindly She is a good-looking grandmother who just smiles kindly to others, but it was different for Sophia.
The devil seems to be laughing Looks like a viper is running around. A mean smile is visible through the glasses.
So Sophia couldn’t see her. His gaze is fixed on the ground, and he only trembles servilely.
“It’s time to come back.”
It was a heart-pounding word, but I didn’t even dare to lift it up. He lowered his gaze with trembling eyes and just mumbled words like ‘I don’t like it…’.
“It was fun. while running away. Then you have to come back now. Would you enjoy it enough?”
It wasn’t fun. Every day was painful. It was scary. There’s no way there’s a paradise where you’ve escaped.
I barely lived day by day in fear. Living didn’t seem like living. Until he sneaks into Justitia and meets a man.
“It’s not like you want anything big. Come back and do as usual. That’s enough. Then there will be no reason to join hands with the demon, nor to participate in the destruction plan such as ‘Eternal Night’.”
eternal night.
He seemed to know what he was talking about even if he hadn’t heard it. When I first met Levia, I heard that they were holding hands with Main.
Even so, Sophia had no intention of participating. I turned my head in a sign of refusal, but it was turned back by the bloody hand that came out of nowhere.
Even if I stubbornly hold my head up and look down at my eyes, the force I hold will only grow stronger. Nothing has changed.
Sophia can’t run away.
“Sophia. don’t run away Face the reality. When you come back, everything will be resolved. The ‘eternal night’ promoted by the demons is a solution to the sunlight that vampires need. However, if you come back, there will be no need for that.”
Wanting to get out of the sun, he joined the plan to get rid of the sun itself. It was an ignorant method, but it was the only way for them.
But when Sophia returns, the story changes. If only she returns, the vampire will not sympathize with the demon. The world may not perish.
that’s what it says This old woman is putting an indelible burden on a mere girl.
“……”
Sophia didn’t say anything. To be honest, whether the world perishes, if it turns to hell, or if the humans die.
It doesn’t matter. He tries to live as if he is immersed in human society, but has no attachment to humans.
Except for one person.
I thought about it. Will that man be able to survive in the ruined world? will survive clearly.
But it won’t be smooth. If so, I will try to solve it. I’m going to save someone from the created hell road.
‘Is it beneficial for me to disappear?’
I seriously thought about it. Maybe I’m happy not to have a vampire by my side. If these things continue to follow, it would be rather inconvenient.
It was Sophia who had recently stopped thinking about self-deprecating thoughts, but when she faced the horrors of the past, it came to mind naturally.
‘no.’
But I didn’t like it. I had a place to be for the first time. There is someone I want to be with. I don’t want to go back.
For her, it is the same as going back to hell, reality turning to hell.
Wouldn’t it be better to be free? A really selfish idea. You might think she’s a bad girl.
If so. If it was Lee Seong-hoon, wouldn’t he tell me that he did a good job?
Sophia closed her eyes tightly. it was simultaneous Bright red hands protrude from the surroundings. Numerous hands wrapped around her.
Hold me so I can’t escape and lead
“It’s simple. As before. You just need to be locked up in the dark and give a little blood transfusion every hour. Then you give me food and guarantee the right to live. There is no need to run, no reason.”
it feels He is now approaching that old man. You’re going to a place you don’t want to go back to.
Fear brings out memories buried deep in the mind. Memories you don’t want to think about. Memories I never want to remember again.
‘no.’
The closer you get, the clearer it gets. Faded memories return.
As it gets pulled out, something rises from within. It’s not a feeling of vomiting. Something is creeping up inside your body.
I don’t know what Something unpleasant to the point of being rejected has continued to come up.
“Let’s go back.”
It culminated when the skin touched. When the old woman’s rough skin touched Sophia’s skin.
The sense of foreign body that had risen from within reached its climax. When he opened his eyes unconsciously, the ring on the ring finger of his left hand was shining.
Can not be done. this is not It shouldn’t be like this. I don’t know what’s wrong, but Sophia instinctively felt that way.
You can’t keep your sanity like this. you become not yourself Sophia felt that way, but she was furious.
“Sophia. I don’t like to use force. Be still.”
In their eyes, it was only seen as a riot. Now, it only looks like a joke from a cute vampire who lived for 17 years.
So I hold on tighter. The stronger the grip, the stronger the kick.
There was also the desire not to go back. There was also the fear of losing himself.
reason and instinct. Both of them pushed her to the limit. The ring on his left hand glows, and the crow in the bag makes a strange noise.
Karul from Sophia’s body also pops out. The screams of humans, the cries of bad birds, and the howling of wolves.
The sound enough to be called bizarre resounds like a chorus. Sylvia, who was behind her, had already covered her ears.
But it didn’t stop. There’s no way I could let the scapegoat I’ve been looking for for years cry a little bit.
The gap between a vampire who is hundreds of years old and a vampire who is 17 years old cannot be ignored. No matter how hard Sophia squeezes, she can’t escape.
So Sophia wished. The more you do it, the more something wriggling inside you grows. Accepted.
Paradoxically, she borrowed the power of running away to escape.
Her whites were stained black. The white skin turns paler. The obvious change in appearance was terrifying.
It is far from the beautiful appearance it used to be. It was only then that I realized why I felt rejected, but it was too late.
irreversible I thought.
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Unfortunately, it wasn’t just something inside that accepted her wish. Something softly lying beneath her feet.Shining crimson, the dragon’s legacy. An item given to me by someone who still shimmers in front of my eyes, worrying about their own safety.
It was said that it only works when you hold it tight and break it, but that’s not the case. Dragon scales are manifested by will.
Holding it is because it is the easiest way to convey the will, and to break it, you have to confirm the will to break it.
Common sense is that dragon scales cannot be easily broken. If so, what is the usability?
limitless If you want to set the enemy on fire, there will be a flame that will not extinguish until the enemy dies.
If you want to meet someone, the road to it will be opened. If you want to escape, a fire will erupt that separates the person from the caster.
And now Sophia wants two things. One wants to get out. the other is-
‘Help me.’
Getting help. It’s obvious who you are.
Sophia’s half-changing eyes stopped. White and black coexist.
What it looked at was a flaming sickle and a black-haired man protruding from the cracks.
It protrudes as if blocking Sophia and the old woman, and cuts only the bloody hand that is entwining Sophia as it rotates.
and stops in mid-air. real, not exaggerated. He stands as if the wind stops only around him.
The robe flaps. black hair fluttering The man with a chain in his left hand and a sickle in his right smiled at Sophia.
“Are you fine?”
it was right after A storm surges strong enough to push away everything around it. At first it was just a storm, but at some point it turns into a storm full of fire and rages.
Jinjo had no choice but to step back. gap for a while. He approached Sophia in a situation where it was not enough to hit the enemy right away.
“what? why is your face like this I cut off all my pretty faces Are you okay?”
To that question, Sophia had no choice but to answer with tears in her eyes. His voice was, of course, half-broken.
“yes..”