Seitenshi looked down at her now altered fingernails. Now they were elongated, sharp with red tips, sharp claws that looked capable of tearing through steel. Seitenshi opened and closed his hands slowly, feeling the power flowing through her body.
"So this is what it feels like to be a demon?" Seitenshi murmured, a cold voice that was almost a whisper. "This body seems to be filled with infinite power."
Seitenshi's hand slowly touched her stomach, and her expression turned serious. "However, there is a burning hunger that is... unbearable. Human flesh and blood," she said in a sharp tone.
Seitenshi paused for a moment, taking a deep breath, trying to compose herself. "Apparently, this process is draining a lot of energy. This body is craving for more."
After a pause, Seitenshi breathed heavily, his gaze turning calm yet calculating. "Since this blood is a mixture of Tamayo and Nezuko, I have a choice. Blood... or a long sleep."
Seitenshi paused, thinking about both options for a moment, before a faint smile graced his lips. "Of course, I don't want to sleep like Nezuko. So blood is the answer. Not only to replenish, but also to increase my strength."
With steady steps, Seitenshi walked towards the window. The moonlight washed over his body, creating faint shadows of her new silhouette that felt sharper and more intimidating.
Seitenshi stood there for a moment, his back arching lightly as she stretched. "This body feels so free... so strong," she said as he stared into the darkness below.
Without hesitation, Seitenshi jumped out of the window. As her body glided through the air, the night wind swept across her face. Time seemed to slow down in her eyes; every detail of the night was clearly visible, from the flickering of fireflies in the distance to the swaying of the leaves.
"My annoying husband," Seitenshi murmured softly, her voice blending with the wind. "How dare he let a woman have to hunt for blood in the middle of the night."
Landing lightly on the ground, as if gravity no longer had complete control over her body, Seitenshi's eyes shone in the dark, and that cold smile still adorned her extraordinarily beautiful face.
In the stillness of the night, the sound of footsteps echoed faintly, breaking the silence of the street. Seitenshi glanced toward the source of the sound, but before anyone could notice her presence, her body disappeared, as if dissolving into shadow.
Seitenshi's movements were quick and smooth, like a shadow blurring in the darkness.
Her body darted through the darkness, leaping over the high fence with astonishing agility. She landed soundlessly on a roof tile, and in one breath, she leapt again, moving from one roof to another with incredible speed.
Seitenshi's every move was precise, like the instincts ingrained in him of a night hunter trained in long battles.
All this was thanks to the legacy of El's memories. Those memories flowed into him like a torrent, bringing with them the knowledge of the Breathing Style, the purpose he once had in life, and the experiences that shaped the course of El's life.
This legacy not only gave her strength, but also direction, as if she had become part of something bigger than herself.
However, that inheritance also carries a deeper impact. From the collection of memories and desires, the new personality forms an aspect of the self that acts as a "code red."
In the future, this personality only awakens in urgent situations: when danger threatens, when the hunger for blood becomes unbearable, or when the main personality needs guidance from the subconscious.
This personality has the duty of guardian, director, and executor in circumstances that demand quick and decisive action, within certain moral constraints.
While gliding through the night, this new personality does not speak, only feels. There are no emotions to cloud its focus, only a clear goal: survival and fulfillment of inevitable needs.
In its silence, it is an unwavering force, a personality born of darkness, yet carrying the light of purpose to direct Seitenshi's path.
Despite inheriting El's memories and experiences, Seitenshi's second personality did not possess any information about the Reincarnation Room.
This personality only knows that El can travel to other worlds by using Amanotejikara, but must complete certain tasks as fuel power in order to travel to other worlds.
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The dark night sky was quiet, decorated only by the pale moon that shone like a silent observer. In the midst of that silence, El's figure darted quickly through space, utilizing the repulsion force of Six Path: Shinra Tensei to pierce through the air.
At this moment, El seemed to be floating above the world. The cold night wind created a faint trail behind his, adding a mysterious feel to his movements.
In his hand, El grasped the collar of a young man with one hand, dragging him along without any effort. The man, Yasuwaki Tukutou, appeared to be in a state of disarray.
Yasuwaki's body trembled, face paled, and his eyes were full of fear, even the tears that fell from his cheeks were blown away by the wind, disappearing before reaching his chin.
His screams are swallowed up by the howling wind, making him look like a helpless victim in the clutches of a predator.
Yasuwaki's neat appearance, with its blue-accented white suit, yellow-striped black vest, and red tie, now seems incongruous with the desperate expression on his face.
His neatly styled light brown hair is now a mess, a few strands covering his green eyes that radiate deep fear.
His white gloves held a sword at the side of his suit, though he knew it would be useless against the figure that carried him through the air with immense power.
However, El's attention is not at all on the man in her hand. She doesn't even bother turning her head to look at Yasuwaki, who is now almost slipping from her grasp.
His focus was entirely on his own mind, communicating telepathically with Yuri. 'Yuri, you're a woman! Why are you watching, even making fake recordings of such indecent things?'
El's mental tone sounded full of annoyance, though his face remained flat, his gaze straight ahead. He cut through the night wind with cold determination, his body faintly illuminated by the moonlight.
In the midst of this journey, even with Yasuwaki squirming like a wet kitten, El still showed an unwavering aura. It was as if the night sky and the world below were merely a backdrop for her inner conflict with Yuri.
Halfway through the silent night, Yuri's voice echoed in El's mind. "Eeeh," Yuri began, slipping in a tone of feigned protest. "You should be grateful! You can marry a princess. Tsk tsk, I feel sorry for singles like you."
El snorted in annoyance, though no one could see his facial expression in the darkness. 'Huh? Pity?' he thought in an emphasized tone.
'That wasn't the plan in the first place! You're making things even more complicated! Now I promise to marry her and have sex with her!'
'All this happened because of you,' El's voice echoed frustratedly in his mind. 'It's obviously a fake video! But, to the casual eye, it definitely looks like a real video. Seitenshi and I really did that!'
The tone in his mind was full of emotion, a mixture of anger and shame that he found difficult to control. El felt trapped in a situation that was both embarrassing and humiliating.