I sat motionless on the ground while my mind was literally blown to pieces.
It wasn't like I never heard of the nether world before. There were many stories, scary stories, about such place.
It was supposed to be a world of the dead. No living could trespass it or take a glimpse of things there. Souls left our world and went there to continue the normal cycle of reincarnation.
Before they would be sent out to start a new life sprout in my world.
"What?" Aroon was busy arranging the pieces of wood on the ground, "didn't you hear about who I am? I'm a nether vampire, that means I'm from the nether world. Why do you look this shocked then?"
He even sneered and then laughed while shaking his head as if my reaction was some kind of a joke to him.
But I really never related between the two! Who was that insane enough to think in such a way?
