It's been almost four and a half years years since I began living in this world, yeah am now a seven year old vampire , and in those four abd a half years I was able to put together the pieces of information the Godess gave me..
My blood red eyes are still as peerless and my snow white hair still looked like a void, thanks to the Godess, I met Ralia in a dream over a year ago she gave me a thought ability one that allows me to turn my thoughts into words and an aging ability so that the people around me wouldn't catch on, in reality I have the height of a seven year old kid but in the eyes of the deceived I look to be at a nine year old's height.
Among them I was freaked about the whole becoming a God thing, which means any moment from now am going to feel intense pain again, ~huh~due to that traumatized feeling right now am drinking my usual breakfast which is blood with Firo mixing it with hers, I kinda got used to it, it was then I figured out my mind has become warped due to my living situation.
My father rarely came back home sometimes when he left he wore pure white, well since his face is also white, you could tell someone was a blood sucking devil in an instant, but thinking about it kinda hurt my ego because I also look like him, so I left the battle for that topic after mulling it over.
My mother always stayed home and taught me about this nation's culture and policies as such to prepare me for my visit to the royal castle, apparently in the novel a vampire becomes of age at 15 years old, but am 9 so the only thing that makes sense is that Ralia is plunging me into the abyss sooner than planned.
As I take in someone's blood everyday I am able to see the last memories of the person that died and became my meal, and I gotta say at first when Firo mixed it all I got was an urge to drink more like a brainless monster that moved on instinct , ~hmmm~ I was about to hurl myself over to my parents too for all I care but I managed to tame the urge that time.
Anyway back to the weird memory transfer ability am able to look at these people's last moments and by their appearance all of the people I have drank look to be human adventures/bandits because of the weapons they carried and the state of the place they met their end.
I mean I had no qualms about it due to the fact that these people were harassing some vampires that looked to be weak, some even went ahead and enslaved some captured vampires, when I looked at these dreams the one question in my mind was who was the real devil, it looked to me they were just as awful as these villainous creatures so I came to that conclusion as it was convenient for my state of mind.
As I have finished my meal the glass disappears as always, in this house they looked to be only two servants, which was Firo and Serald all of them vampires, my mother was the exception, I mean I still haven't the balls to ask her why she's in this place so I left the matter to my imagination.
Right now am riding and sitted with Firo and someone taking us in the front , for some reason my mother decided to stay behind, she was always cooped up in her room so I took it as her as the usual shut in
Right now am in what looks to be a medieval carriage from days of a past world War and the streets right now are infested with these blood sucking devils, a sight that can make you flee this damn planet, yeah I mean feeling this way is normal because of my human mindset, it's the most humanly way possible to feel like this, am not scared okay, ~huh~ this is no time for playing tsundere with myself, - - - it's time.
As I look out of the carriage, I see the insanely huge castle, the Vampire Queen's castle in the book known as 'The Devil' s Pit', looking at it in person it sends shivers down my spine, - - but I made the decision to crush all being that get in my way so it's time I take the first step, - - my cause.
As we are moving we spot some guards outside who offer us for an escorts at which Firo simply nods and they all looked terrific just by her being here, well it makes sense, she's basically a national hero, ~huh~and then there's that, - - - the blood order, I have to master an ability powerful enough to surpass all of the odds of that ability, if I can't do that, then am still an incompetent piece of trash who whines about the situation, simple weakling that will eventually be a side character whose slain for the progression of the story, I will destroy those odds but first--- time to meet the strongest being in this realm.
As we are walking to what looks to be a throne room Firo has had her eyes closed for quite some time now in a relaxed manner but the guards have a cold sweat just walking, they look like they are heading towards the abyss,--- well I couldn't blame them even if I have my usual poker face, my stomach is starting to churn up, but I have to keep moving forward for my cause.
As the guards pull open a big door the room seems to be bigger than my house itself , I look in and see an old man who's dressed as butler in a black suit and I use my perfect eye sight ability and I catch a glimpse of someone in the middle of three people sitted on a throne.
The other two are women dressed in white with a sword am starched behind their waists and looking at their serious and emotionless faces, I understand that these are soldiers trained for combat, weapons of mass destruction,---yes the Raven knights.
The one on the left has white silky hair that can be seen as pure from a distance, she has a voluptuous body and red blood eyes and the one on the right has a strange pink mixed red hair for the edges, this loli chick is a gift for this generation she looks to be somehow taller than me, ~huh~ if only she wasn't a devil but anyway forget that.
As I look at the girl sitted on the chair, she has the body of an 11 year old, slightly taller than me with red crimson hair, and her slender legs crossed, she looks to be wearing pure white also, - - - but I spot a badge on her right chest.
I quickly catch wind of that badge's origins, it was carried by the strongest person in the kingdom, yes its named 'The Raven Wing', the symbol of peace in the kingdom but massacre for their enemies.
As I look at the person's expression, I see a little girl with one red eye and the other one is a mixture of black and red, instead of fearing for my life, I felt sadness after seeing this girl an object of war devoid of any emotion, waiting for someone---- to come kill her.