"Nameless?" Victor squinted his eyes as he stared at the girl. He didn't realize yet that the hypnotic effect the girl had on him had slowly diminished as they started talking.
Staring at the girl, he could see a hint of loss in her eyes that wasn't there before. For some reason, he understood that look even when she didn't say a single word yet. Something about it made him feel different.
"... I have no name." She replied in a cold tone.
The two went silent for a few seconds before Victor opened his mouth again. "Have you forgotten your name?"
"... I've never had one." She shook her head. "The only thing I know… Is that I'm 'Nameless'."
'What an odd creature.' Victor thought to himself. Not only did this girl have the appearance, and intelligence of a human, but she also apparently had no name. Now, this wasn't the first time Victor had met people that have no name. Many hitmen from his work back on Earth were orphans brought from the streets so they cannot remember their names.
So, in a sense, Victor wasn't completely confused. So, he cleared his throat and asked. "If that's what you address yourself, I'm going to call you Nameless for now. So, Nameless, what are you exactly?"
The girl's eyes shifted up in response as she tilted her head. He could see confusion all over her face so he had to make it clearer.
"You aren't a human, are you?"
The answer to that question was obvious enough, but Victor wanted clarification. Whether that girl is going to explain or not, however, is a whole different problem.
"..." The girl looked at him with a blank expression for a moment before she opened her mouth to speak. However, at that moment, her eyes suddenly widened as she bent her head down.
"Cough! Cough! Cough!!" Suddenly, she went into a fit of coughing that took Victor by surprise. Her coughing was dry and hoarse, almost like listening to a terminally ill patient on their last breath before death.
Looking through the darkness, Victor could see something dripping from her mouth that he couldn't identify at all. But, he assumed that it was either saliva or blood.
"Hah… Hah…" Exhaling a small breath, the girl looked up at him with the same expression. "Have you never heard of peo-... Of us?"
Victor's eyes were still on the puddle of whatever substance she coughed on the ground before he shifted to look at her again.
"... No, not particularly." He replied.
The girl seemed quite surprised by his reply. As if what Victor had said was some kind of outlandish response she couldn't expect.
'Now, this is weird. Am I supposed to know what she is? Is she from a known race in this world?' The boy asked himself in confusion. Since he lacked basic knowledge of this world's structure, especially when it came to races, it was hard for him to discern what was supposed to be a fact, and what was mere speculation.
"I'm a 'Bloodborn'." Eventually, the girl snapped out of her subtle surprise and replied.
"A Bloodborn?"
'What an ominous name.' Rubbing his chin, Victor frowned. 'Is that some kind of thing like Vampires?'
"What a weird human you are…" She muttered as she blinked her big eyes. "I have never come across a human that doesn't want to kill me or capture me."
"Kill you? Why would I kill you? Wait…"
'She did just try to hypnotize me, didn't she? Well, that would've been enough of a reason to consider her an enemy. But, she seems to have stopped for now.'
"All humans think the same. 'A Bloodborn is the devil's right hand.' isn't that what you lot say?"
As she spoke, Victor noticed a glint of hatred in the girl's eyes. This was the strongest emotion she had shown so far. The pressure he was feeling before returned for a moment.
'It seems there is some kind of racial conflict here. I guess she doesn't see humans in a good light.' He thought to himself.
"So, the humans on this ship have captured you, huh?" Eventually, Victor was able to link everything together and a cohesive story appeared in his head rather quickly.
The girl nodded her head faintly as a confirmation of Victor's suspicion. "A bunch of pirates found me and quickly captured me after I killed a few of them… Now I'm here…"
The boy pursed his lips and slowly looked down. 'Humans won't change no matter the world, do they?' A bitter smile appeared on Victor's face. His expression was filled with loathing and mockery.
He truly found this a very amusing idea. When he left Earth, he had a small hope in the back of his head that the humans of this world would be better. But, it seemed he was in for a very disappointing reality.
'Hatred exists wherever a human exists.' He mused. Victor had a first-hand experience of what human hatred can lead to. After all, as a hitman, he was the instrument that those humans used to execute that hatred in its most gruesome way.
In this world, it seems humans have now put their target on other races instead of only their own kind. Granted, Victor could be very wrong about this and these BloodBorn's deserve the animosity. However, until he sees with his own eyes the truth from both sides, he will leave that judgment for later.
"Yet, you. Why don't you carry that look?" Nameless asked a question that snapped Victor out of his thoughts.
"What do you mean?"
"The look of disgust. Where is it?"
"Well, why would I have that?"
"Because I'm a Bloodborn. Don't I look disgusting to you?"
Victor frowned as he turned to look around him for a second before he gazed at her eyes again. "I don't really feel any disgust so far. Do humans look at you that way because you're the 'Devil's right hand'?"
"No." She shook her head. "That's part of the reason. The main reason is because I look like them, and yet I'm not one of them. These red eyes, and this silver hair… They hate them. They despise them to the core." Putting her thin fingers on her face, she pinched the area around her eyes a little too powerfully. A weird glint flashed in her eyes that almost looked like a deranged madness.
Her response made Victor raise his eyebrows for a moment. 'Oh, that makes a lot of sense. They see her as a malicious thing that tries to look like a human. I guess that could explain this entire 'Devil's right hand' term. That myth probably spread around after humans saw the different features her people have.'
As far as Victor knew in terms of human psychology, if they see something that they don't understand or know nothing about, they always have a defensive, almost fearful reaction to it. Humans hate the unknown, more than any other creature in the world.
That was their biggest fear, and that was why they would do anything to get rid of the unknown and if they didn't get rid of it, they would try to control it. That was the approach they had to everything ever since they existed and that didn't seem to change even in the present times.
The primordial instincts they have are a stable that will never leave.