vampire dawn

sequence

whose gentle smile is that

With a softness that cannot reach the corners of the eyes

The original gloomy and gloomy are all painted back to the original color.

The collapsed past is accumulated bit by bit in the deepest part of my heart

The only ray of light will eventually be swallowed up by the darkness

Falling sins dyed the clear eyes red

The opposite smile in the mirror interrupts the last hope holding the dream

The appointment once flew in the rain of blood and disappeared.

After a moment of tranquility that lulls you to sleep, in the sunshine facing the end of the curtain, singing inaudible songs, depicting the invisible tomorrow.

The sun is too dazzling, I can't see tomorrow

Chapter 1, anamnesis·memories of dreams

London in my memory seems to have always been so foggy.No matter what time of the day it is, it is always full of mist, and the top floors of taller buildings are immersed in light and soft gray.

Some are hopeless.

Just like at present, the struggle between the church and the blood race has reached a fever pitch.

The Dawn of the Blood Race a hundred years ago was a massacre within the Blood Race. In its heyday, the Blood Race that was able to compete with humans in numbers was massacred by thirteen Blood Race princes and only a few hundred remained, but the church still did not intend to let them go.

Because most of the blood races have their own businesses in the human world, and the adult blood races are not afraid of the sun, so they are no different from humans in appearance.

This is what the Church fears and is the catalyst for their plans to invade the Dark World.

The battle between light and darkness will finally come.

But... Who will define which side is light and which side is darkness?

The moment the last ray of sunlight disappeared on the horizon, the red-haired vampire opened his eyes.

Getting up from the gorgeous big bed and walking to the floor-to-ceiling windows, her long, smooth, red hair was already in order with her long, white fingers.Behind him, the blood-red velvet has returned to its smoothness, as if no one has left any marks on it.

Willow eyebrows are like Daisy, and a pair of almond eyes have just woken up with a hint of water vapor, which are alluring emerald green, shining with a charming luster like jewels.Her pointed nose brought a bit of the unique tenacity of the Germanic nation, which added a bit of heroism to the whole face.

The blood race put on a revealing flaming red dress, facing the light flowing outside the window, after skillfully putting on a bewitching heavy makeup, the right hand was intentionally or unintentionally hidden behind the back.

In my mind, there is only one... him.

That part of the blood race that can't be provoked at all, the pride of the demon party; the king who always smiles with alienation; the strategist who made good friends with the last descendants of the perishing race;

Obviously, she only met a few times at social receptions and dark festivals, but she has already fallen in love with that extremely attractive vampire.

In my impression, he has unruly dark brown short hair, dark blue eyes like the boundless sea, a straight nose that resolutely strengthens the originally bewitching facial features, and always smiles at the corners of his mouth. People really bend...

I really want to, I really want to be the one beside him...

He was thinking of him all the time, but he received the commission to kill him almost immediately.The remuneration given by the client was unbelievably high. Even she, who was part of the Assamite Demon Assassination Group, was transferred to complete the task, and there was no problem with the distribution of remuneration.

For the first time, she wondered with some melancholy why the same blood clan had to kill each other... It was because she was born at this time, and because she was an Assamite!The Assamite family is a vampire killer who specializes in hunting vampires. This is her mission, and she has to carry it out.

The employer used his own soul as a sacrifice, and also provided many children as rewards. He also knew the rules of the Assamites: once the assassination failed, he would never accept the commission to assassinate the target again.

So he paid for it.

After a certain blood in the demon group accepted the commission, he found out that his client had calculated him: what the client provided was the latest identity of the blood who could not be assassinated.He has many identities, and the latest one is not known to many people.

The employer has already sacrificed his soul, so he cannot go back on his word.After he consulted with Prince Raymond of Assamet, he recruited all the members of the demon group to complete the commission.

The failure rate of their demon team's commissions has always been zero, but this time she knows...they can't succeed.

There are thirteen blood clan members in the demon assassination group, two dukes and one marquis, and the rest are counts. Their strength can be said to be very powerful.

But how can he fight against two pure blood crystals of the Devil Party - the current leader of the Devil Party?

That vampire now controls the entire demon party, and is even the supreme existence for all vampires. His parents are the princes of the Lesenbula and Tsmixi tribes, and now, after the dawn of the vampire a hundred years ago, The number of blood races has decreased sharply, and there are not many pure bloods left. The power he possesses is even more unimaginable in comparison.

After a sigh, the red-haired vampire came to another small room and glanced at his sleeping brother, then walked over lovingly and kissed his forehead lightly.

"...Huh? Sister?" The black-haired little blood snorted twice in a daze, opened his eyes, and there was a puddle of water vapor in the blue-gray, like crystal gems.

"It's okay, baby, I'm going on a mission, maybe I won't be able to come back. I love you." She said, and kissed the young vampire's forehead again.

"Yeah. Come back soon..." Apparently she had said this before, so the little blood race didn't react too much, turned over and fell asleep again.

She smiled dotingly, took one last look at her brother, and walked out of the house.

At night, always gorgeous and obscene.

The task has already been assigned.He doesn't have a regular bed partner yet, so her task is to attract his attention and then seduce him. The remaining twelve people are divided into three groups and take turns to attack.

I have been doubting the feasibility of the plan in my heart, but I am still excited because I can get in touch with him.

Sitting down in front of the bar at the bar where he must go every night, the red-haired blood ordered a glass of Rattlesnake.

The bartender had silver-gray shoulder-length hair and a pair of dark eyes. He gave her a meaningful look, with a playful smile on his lips, and immediately mixed the spirit she wanted.The long, white fingers pushed the beautiful glass, and the glass passed across the table, leaving a slight, heavy sound.

"Thank you." The red-haired vampire's voice was slightly hoarse, with a special charm.

"Miss, the person you want... is here." After the bartender finished speaking, he rushed to the blood clan who had just walked in and bowed respectfully, "Mr. Lambrice, what do you need tonight?"

The red-haired vampire tried his best to control the rapid heartbeat, and instead of turning around, he sipped the wine in his hand gracefully.

"Thank you, Leo. As usual, Scorpio." The elegant and deep voice had a slight metallic texture, and the red-haired vampire's body softened the moment he heard it, and his eyes couldn't help but look to his side.

He's more... charming than he's been the few times I've seen him before.

"Miss, have we... met before?" When he came to the bar and stood still, he tilted his head slightly, with a cool smile on his lips, and his eyes wandered up and down on the beauty in front of him.

"No, sir." The blood clan tried to stabilize his emotions, pulled out a slightly stiff seductive smile, and showed half of his face to him, "but I don't mind getting to know you now. My name is Alila. "

"Hello." He picked up the wine he handed over and took a sip, half-closed his dark blue eyes, randomly took the red-haired blood man's hand and pulled it to his lips, kissed lightly, the soft lips were icy cold, Landing on the same cold skin, he said in a voice that ordinary people couldn't hear, "It's really rare to meet the same kind here. Tonight... do you have time?"

"You can accompany me." The woman deliberately slowed down and crossed her legs, revealing her slender thighs, reflecting the silky luster under the light, she lowered her voice and became hoarse, "But... I am walking with you Before that, I need to know your name."

"Follow me. I'll tell you." After he finished speaking, he drank the wine in his hand, then got up and walked out of the bar without looking back.

The woman followed with a chuckle, so she didn't see the playful and regretful smile on the corner of the silver-haired bartender behind her.

Although she knew beforehand that he also has great influence in human society, Alila couldn't help admiring when she saw the magnificent mansion in front of her.

Looking at the square characters on the signboard, she narrowed her eyes slightly: "Is this your name?"

"Huh? You mean Kamui?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, pronounced a strangely pronounced word, and then chuckled a few times, "That's right, it's one of my names..."

"Japanese?" Alila was very curious, after all, they didn't understand this part of the information completely.Judging from his facial structure, he also has an oriental feeling...but it is more like a mixed race, with both the depth of the West and the softness of the East.

"Oh? No, no, no." He led the woman into the building, "I just stayed in that country for a long time. In the last century, I was a singer there for a few years as a pastime... Generally speaking, it's quite interesting Yes. You can try too... Oh, no." He didn't know what to think, and shrugged regretfully, "Forget it. You have no chance."

Alila was a little puzzled for a while, but she followed him all the way to the innermost special elevator room.

All the waiters along the way were blond and blue-eyed teenagers. Alila looked at all this with great interest, then stepped forward and took his arm, purposely pressing her body tightly against his body.

For such an obvious action, he just squinted at her, then walked into the elevator with a chuckle, and pressed the button on the top floor.

"The top floor is where I live." The elevator was so fast that it stopped with a "ding" while speaking.

"Flourishing." He raised the corner of his mouth slantingly, and walked out of the elevator with Alila on his arm.

Walking through the long corridor, there is a huge room at the end, which feels like a small villa.A spiral staircase leads to the rooftop, which houses an open-air tennis court, swimming pool, and even a helicopter landing pad.

"It's an eye-opener." Alila said with a smile against the wind.

"Then..." He took her hand and pulled it to his lips and kissed it lightly, "I'll take a shower first. Or...together?"

"Together." The woman smiled, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him lightly on the lips, "By the way... tell me your name."

"Why are you so obsessed with my name?" He and she came to the bathroom and slowly removed each other's clothes.

Alila closed her eyes slightly, but she couldn't adjust her heartbeat and breathing well.

He just chuckled: "I have countless names. Shenwei is one. Shenwei is happy to fight. I told you, are you satisfied?"

Alila opened her eyes, the emerald-like color had settled a little deeper, stained with a layer of water vapor.

"If you're not satisfied... If I make up a random name, you won't be able to find out, I lied to you?" He smiled innocently, turned on the shower, and the room was filled with white mist.The dark blue color is hidden in the mist, never enthusiastic.

"I……"

"In other words, you already know my name." His eyes darkened suddenly, and then he jumped back. The place where he stood just now was already filled with a row of sharp silver thorns.

"Childish." He smiled indifferently, and disappeared into the white mist.

Alila slid on the ground, and she knew there was no way they would make it back alive.His sudden killing intent just now had oppressed her so much that she could hardly move, while the companions outside...

He had killing intent, and no creature could survive.

There was the sound of fierce fighting outside, but she didn't get up to help.She knew very well that there was nothing she could do.What's more, her limp body made her have no attack power at all, and going out was just to die.

The fighting sound did not last long.

Alila looked out tremblingly in the dead silence, and he, covered in blood, stepped in slowly, with a gloomy and cruel face.He knelt down, picked her up horizontally, threw her outside on the ground, among the broken limbs, and then bullied her—

Her body was covered with greasy blood, and when she moved her arm, she would touch someone's stump. Alila would rather die than live, but she felt like an explosion following his movements.

"No..." Tears finally fell, she cried and closed her eyes, "Give me a good time...kill me..."

"Kill you?" His voice raised strangely, "When did I say I won't kill you?"

With a movement of both hands, Alila's two legs were already torn off.

"Ah!!" The scream of tearing the throat did not arouse the slightest sympathy, and he happily continued the most primitive way of venting, while starting to tear her arm.

"No...don't...ah!! Please let me go!! Kill me!!" Alila's eyes turned black from the pain, but the blood race's amazing repair ability made her stop the bleeding quickly, and she didn't Can't pass out.

"Oh? Did I let you go...or kill you? There's no way I have a vampire who doesn't know about my face. Assamite, I've wanted to eradicate your demon assassination group for a long time. Thank you for giving me this opportunity! Excited, he breathed heavily, and thrust his hands into Alila's stomach, breaking her ribs one by one.

Big mouthfuls of blood spewed out uncontrollably, and under the severe pain, Alila had already lost her voice, and only let out a dumb, meaningless hum with her mouth open.

"Well... I have to say, as a bed partner, you are more qualified..." He was performing the last rhythm, and his hand had already touched Alila's heart.

Relentlessly pulled out all the blood vessels and crushed the soft flesh, Alila let out a mournful cry, her beautiful eyes rolled a few times and froze.

"Well..." He smiled and licked the blood on his hand, leaned down and pressed a kiss on her lips and said softly, "Now, you can call me Gackt—a name that only my lover can call. As long as you ...you can call it out."

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"No!" the black-haired vampire yelled and jumped up, his delicate face covered with beads of sweat.He buried his face in his palms and took a deep breath.

After a long while, he let out a bitter chuckle similar to sobbing.

"Sister..." He mumbled, he raised his head, his blue-gray eyes were full of helplessness.

Unexpectedly... She said that sentence for so many years, but what she said that time was true, she really never came back.

The author has something to say:

It’s open~~~~(>_<)~~~~ Hope you like it~~~~(>_<)~~~~

If you have any opinions, don't hesitate to put them forward! 【Close a Fist】The part of the preface is Hyde's lyrics.And sure enough, Demon King Ga has a heavy mouth (⊙o⊙)~

Also, ask for the cover, ask for the cover~~~~(>_<)~~~~

Rolling for attention~~~~(>_<)~~~~

By the way, everyone should know about the Thirteen Clans of the Sanguinary Clan... If it doesn’t work, I’ll make a brief introduction in the next chapter. ~~~ As long as you know that Assamite is a killer at the moment, it will be fine~ Also, there are only two clans in the Demon Party, and Ga’s parents are princes, so it means that he is now in charge of the two clans and the entire Demon Party. party

Posted on the first day, so three more~~