Aria didn't know if she was in the underworld or the darkness realm. When she entered the underworld, her body was fragile due to the poison of the hell scorpion king.
Now that she was in a place similar to the underworld, Aria didn't know if this was the same place.
Even if it was, the atmosphere in this place was much quieter, and only a crow-like sound could be heard as if she was standing in front of someone's grave.
"What is your propose coming here, little one?" A cold, hoarse voice stirred Aria's reverie.
Her head turned reflexively and her mouth almost opened to greet her father when she saw an unfamiliar face.
The figure in front of her was not the father figure she knew.
In front of her currently stood a vampire with waist-length black hair, dark red eyes with a cold gaze.
His attire was a black robe with a tint of dark purple on the cuffs of the sleeves and collar.
