episode_0223
by fnovelpiaA scale of light floating in the air.
Elise, who had been lowering her head, flinched and looked at the scales.
Even in a world stained with blood, it does not fade and scatters its white light in all directions.
I couldn’t take my eyes off it.
Because it was clearer than any divine power Elise had ever felt.
Even better than Judge Sigrid’s artificial scales.
What is before your eyes is truly the scales of God.
Karami runs it.
“On this scale, let’s put the worries of the believers of the church and the vampires that parasitize you on Elise. Should we put the believers in it? It’s not like it’s going to work.”
Light gathers.
The small dot swells in an instant and becomes as big as the moon.
Kuung…!
White that illuminates the entire world of blood.
A giant sphere emitting white light is placed on the scales. The scales tilt and rattle under the overwhelming weight.
Karami continues her actions with an indifferent expression.
“It’s my turn now. Here, I will put my heart towards Elise.”
In contrast, on the other scale is a black ball the size of a fist.
Overwhelming size difference.
A black ball that is insignificant compared to the white ball that resembles the moon.
Ask a hundred, a thousand, or a million people and everyone will give the same answer: the scales will tip toward white.
Squeak… .
But only one.
Only Karami says this.
“Of course you won’t lean towards me, right?”
The believers do not want Elise.
What they want is someone they can trust and follow, and it doesn’t have to be Elise. Any saint will follow them no matter what.
The same goes for Damien.
What he wants is a test subject who succeeded in the experiment.
If the experiment had been successful, even if it wasn’t Elise, he would have approached her imitating her father.
“It has to be Elise. It doesn’t make sense for the person in front of me to be anything but Elise.”
But it’s not Karami.
You don’t have to be a vampire.
You don’t have to be a saint.
It doesn’t matter what you do.
But it has to be Elise.
No matter how much you put together the hearts of those who are full of empty shells, they are nothing more than empty cans. It can’t be heavier than Karami’s feelings for her.
“Why… How on earth would you do this? It doesn’t make sense. I’m a vampire. I’m covered in blood. It doesn’t make sense for you to do this for me.”
“What doesn’t make sense? It’s obvious. That’s my role as the owner.”
The ending is what determines whether the story is good or bad.
If the ending is not good, the process also fades. And the person who decorates the finale of this story is none other than Elise.
From the prologue, which is the beginning of the story, the groundwork for her was prepared.
In other words, it would not be an exaggeration to say that the process we have taken so far was for this moment.
All for Elise.
“… … .”
Elise froze in place.
My head was a mess.
I understood, but I didn’t understand.
Well, I’ve never met Elise before.
A person who blindly supports you without expecting anything in return.
Because I thought it was impossible.
My mouth is completely dry.
I wanted to say something, but I didn’t know what to say, so I moved my lips for a long time. Then, with difficulty, I opened my mouth.
“What should I do? How can I hear the voice of God?”
“The voice of God? Why do you listen to that?”
“… … .”
“The voice you should hear is not someone else’s, but my voice, the master’s. The voice you should follow is not an oracle, but my command.”
Elise keeps her mouth shut.
I asked again.
“Who are you?”
Which side should the bat be on?
priest?
Vampire?
“You are my slave Elise.”
Neither.
Elise is a slave.
A slave’s place is at the feet of his master.
“What must I do to be saved?”
“You don’t have to do anything. Just follow me like a fool, like a doll, without any doubts.”
“I spilled blood on myself? No matter how much I erase it, it won’t erase?”
A believer who is covered in blood cannot be saved.
What Elise considered to be the truth.
“It doesn’t matter if Elise gets dirty. It’s the owner’s role and duty to embrace it.”
But Karami simply denied it.
“Ah… .”
Elise let out a sigh.
You can be saved without doing anything.
Isn’t that truly a miracle of God?
“But Elise is not qualified for the job right now.”
At that moment, Karami spoke firmly.
“Elise refused to be my slave. If Elise doesn’t want to, I won’t force her.”
“I am… .”
Karami covered her lips with her index finger.
“So I’ll give you a choice. ”
He unbuttoned his shirt and tilted his head slightly.
The nape of the neck is revealed when the collar is pulled up.
“Drink my blood. Drink, embrace.”
That means drink blood and embrace it.
“Become my slave with your own hands, Elise. Prove your sincerity.”
“… … with my own hands.”
The words, held together in a whisper, leaked out between my lips.
Elise’s hands were shaking.
Karami’s nape flickered before my eyes.
The red river that held life. For some reason, it seemed more desirable to Elise than to the girl.
If Elise changed her mind, she would die, but there was not a single trace of doubt in Karami’s eyes.
Instead, he gently wrapped his hand around Elise’s waist. His hands seemed to seduce her, but they were not forceful.
As if the choice was solely Elise’s.
Elise leaned in obediently.
“Haa, haa… .”
Every time I exhaled, a rush of heat mixed with my body.
I tried to suppress it, but the burning thirst weighed on my lungs.
My lips parted, and my fangs were revealed without me knowing it.
A pulse beating vividly beyond the thin skin.
Everything else in Elise’s vision became blurred.
A pounding heart.
The tip of my tongue is burning.
Their lips touched.
A hot heat spread throughout my body.
Once you drink it, there’s no turning back.
It is different from the chains of subordination.
Because the moment you put blood in your body, you will become one and mix.
You must live as a servant for the rest of your life.
A curse that will bind her.
Evidence of corruption.
But the waiting is such a sweet fate.
A loud voice in her head screamed at her to stop, but it was no obstacle to Elise.
Because a new faith was already sprouting deep in Elise’s heart.
Just being able to hold his blood in my body was ecstatic. There was no way back, not from the moment I met him.
Finally, sharp fangs dug into the soft flesh.
“… … !”
Hot liquid burst out.
The thick scent of blood enveloped the tip of my tongue.
Like biting into the forbidden fruit.
The fruit of Eden that taught good and evil.
Pandora opened the box, ignoring the advice.
Prometheus’ fire that incurred the hatred of the gods.
A temptation that all beings who have crossed the taboo have felt.
If a non-god stole and drank the drink of a god, this is probably how it would feel.
It was hot, thick, and sweet.
Gulp, gulp, I swallowed the blood.
Even the sensation of it going down my throat was ecstatic.
Even though she knew that she could never go back to how she was before, that irreversibility only intoxicated Elise even more.
I put more strength into my fingertips.
He dug deeper as if he wasn’t going to let go of the one he had in his hands.
He accepted the blood and tied himself up.
On a path of no return.
With an irreversible fate.
It was salvation, it was corruption, it was passion.
***
How much time has passed?
As if to relieve the abstinence he had accumulated over the years, he continued to suck blood without stopping even once.
“, Elise… Wait a minute… .”
The withering voice I heard then.
Like a gumiho that had just taken her first dose of ginseng, Elise was so intoxicated by the taste of blood for the first time in her life that she barely regained her sense of reason.
Because he was drinking blood without thinking, Karami’s condition was put on the back burner. Half of his face was gone.
If you suck any more, you’ll die.
Elise opened her mouth in surprise.
“Sorry, I’m sorry! Are you okay?”
“It might not be okay…”
The act of a beautiful woman drinking her own blood may be a bit racy, but I almost fell to my knees before I could even feel it.
“If you’re done, would you please come down from above me? And wipe your mouth too.”
“Ah… .”
Elise hurries to get out of the way.
He turned around, tidied his appearance, and turned his head again.
Karami raised his upper body with difficulty.
Traces of blood sucking on the nape of the neck.
I relieved my sore throat.
“I thought you were a succubus, not a vampire. I thought you were going to die from being seduced.”
“What do you mean, a conspiracy? ”
Elise tried to ask for a correction, but she trailed off because it didn’t seem like she was wrong.
“Is my blood that tasty?”
Elise hung her head in shame at the fact that she had hurriedly drunk blood. Not having the confidence to look her in the eye and answer, she just nodded.
I’m embarrassed to say this, but it was incredibly delicious.
It’s so delicious that you’ll wonder why you’ve been so stubborn about not eating it until now. Once you taste it, you’ll never be able to stop.
Now I understand why vampires are so obsessed with human blood.
No, maybe it’s not the blood that tastes good, but his blood that tastes good.
After eating this, will I be able to survive on things like milk in the future?
It won’t work.
absoluteness.
“I’m glad it was delicious. It seems like your condition has improved.”
The pupils that had been dilating with impulse calmed down, and the fangs and claws returned to their original state.
Also, a link between the two.
Elise was also surprised at her own condition.
I’ve never felt this at ease in my life. I’ve always lived in fear of the urge to suck blood, worried that it might go out of control.
Now, that feeling is completely gone.
It feels like the blood flow that was blocked there has been cleared. It feels like the path that was messily tangled up has been straightened out into a single line.
At the end of the road stands Karami.
Open your arms and hug me whenever you want.
It’s not a delusion.
It’s different from imagining God.
Because Karami is right in front of you and his blood is flowing through your body.
This evidence that I was his servant, his slave, gave me a sense of security that was different from when I believed in God.
The fact that you too belong somewhere.
“Take this.”
Karami took Elise’s hand and put a ring on her index finger.
“Did you have this?”
“The owner of this ring is Elise.”
“… … .”
A saikaramiya occurred, with Elise unable to take her eyes off the ring.
I reached out my hand.
“Let’s get out of this horrible place. My eyes are so tired I can’t stand it.”
Elise stared at his hand.
I once asked:
Can you fall into the abyss with me?
At that time, Karami refused as if it was a given.
Rather, he found Elise, who had asked the question, strange.
Elise resented such a Karami.
On a subject that said that he could do everything for himself, why didn’t he do it with himself?
Now I understand everything.
He doesn’t fall into the abyss with you.
Just pulling up those who have fallen.
Elise took Karami’s hand gently and kissed the back of it.
“Yes, Master.”
A world dyed in blood that clears as if washed away by the sky.
The puddle of blood that had covered the ground disappeared as if it had never existed in the first place, and pure white lilies that had not been covered in blood colored the field.
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