Bloody and seductive: Notes of a Vampire

After kissing passionately for a while, I distanced myself from Peventis and stared blankly at that perfect face.

"What's the matter, haven't you known each other for only a few days?" He met my gaze and laughed dumbfoundedly.

I should be asking you this sentence, right?I muttered to myself, but I saw his red eyes slightly narrowed, knowing that he had read my mind again.

Holding me in his arms, Peventis gently kissed my earlobe and asked softly, "The wedding is scheduled to take place in two weeks. What are you worried about?"

I shook my head, leaned on his shoulder silently, subconsciously rubbed my lips against his neck, and the familiar and sexy breath filled my nostrils.The him at this moment is completely different from the one who wanted to kill me that day, how can I ask, and what can I get out of it?

My eyes fell on those magnificent murals, and another doubt suddenly appeared in my mind, and I blurted out: "Pei, I have known you for so long, and I have never heard you talk about the past. I really want to, um, know more about you ... I always feel that you have something to do with Demora, is that my illusion?"

All I got was silence.After a while, I grinned: "Forget it, I'm just curious, just pretend I didn't say anything."

Peventis hugged me tightly again, biting my lips as if compensating, his soft tongue came in and danced around my tongue.

The tip of the nose suddenly felt sour, and I couldn't tell what it was like.But I couldn't resist his domineering intimacy, and my sad emotions quickly dissipated, and I was so carried away by his kiss that I fell into a cloud.

In a trance, I heard Peventis's deep voice: "...Since we will officially become a partner, I don't need to hide it from you. Demora and I do have a relationship. He is, my father."

ah?I opened my mouth and didn't recover for a moment.

Demora was Peventis's... father? !

But I saw Peventis raised his head, his eyes seemed to penetrate the murals, and he looked very far away: "After Demora died two hundred years ago, his youngest sister, Su Ya, who was one of the thirteen blood hosts, gave birth to Me... Don't be surprised, there is no blood taboo in the blood family, and the union of direct brothers and sisters is normal."

"..."

I suddenly realized that the weeping woman in the last mural must be Peventis' mother Suya.How cruel it is to have to kill one's lover with one's own hands!

Peventis said indifferently: "I have never told anyone about my life experience except Muhammad, the head of the Prophet Group, through divination. As for my past, it is a long and boring story. Do you still want to hear it?"

I nodded vigorously and looked at him expectantly.

Peventis twitched the corners of her mouth, but there was a hint of loneliness in her smile: "Suya hid in the Black Ice Dragon Cave and gave birth to me, and she died soon... I still have the memory of the moment of birth, including how she was born I kept repeating in my ear: "Pay for your father's sins and don't let me down". Of course, I didn't understand what she meant at that time."

"I was adopted by the great black ice dragon king, Musha Taniat, who is, Denver's grandfather. I grew up with Denver's father Priscadit, I sucked the blood of the dragon, and received the blood of the dragon family Education advocates glory, wisdom and strength. I always thought I was one of them, but I was special, my appearance and the food I needed were very special. My world was simple and carefree in the first 100 years, until a certain One day, the Black Ice Dragon Clan was hit by a devastating blow from the Blazing Flame and Giant Thorn Dragon Clan in the West. At the last moment, Musha Tanyat called me to his side, told me the essential difference between the Dragon Clan and me, and expelled me. I watched The homeland that has lived for more than a hundred years is lost in the storm, and it will be isolated forever."

"During the second hundred years, I wandered aimlessly. I started to get in touch with human beings, which are extremely weak and ignorant creatures compared to the dragon race. I first observed secretly to see how they experienced life, old age, sickness and death, how they cried, laughed and deceived each other. I I found that I look not much different from human beings. I can move freely in the sun, but no matter how much I expose myself to the sun, I can’t change my special skin color. I am a little curious about their rich inner world. I try to integrate into them, but find that Some emotions are beyond my comprehension, for example, love and hate... I also quickly discovered that human blood is quite delicious, sweeter and richer than dragon blood, which crazily fueled my appetite. I killed Many people even destroyed the entire village in one night... I also killed the same kind who attacked me. They are all descendants of the blood tribe. The contact with the blood tribe made me realize the difference between myself and the blood tribe. They are afraid Sunshine, and I'm not afraid."

I couldn't take my eyes off Peventis, absorbed in his expression and narrative.He smiled and kissed my lips: "Are you stupid?"

"Quick, keep talking..." I wrapped my arms around his neck and begged him.

"Everything I've experienced makes me more and more confused. I want to integrate into human beings, but I can't restrain my desire to hurt them. I want to return to the blood race, but I feel that they are far more alienated than human beings... Being eaten away by loneliness, my ability Increasingly, I can easily confuse any human or other species I want to hunt. I began to paralyze myself with the pleasure of plundering blood and destroying life, indulging in endless killing and corruption. Until, I met a person, a special person , which changed me."

Hearing the special meaning hidden in his words, I widened my eyes: "What's the matter with that human being? Tell me!"

Peventis laughed lowly and was silent for a while: "...he is about eighteen or nineteen years old in human age, and he is the youngest pastor in the local area. He found me taking a nap after the church and invited me into the room to rest , but I don’t know what kind of demon I have brought in. The smell of his blood is very tempting. I secretly laughed at his stupidity, and was very excited for the delicious meal delivered to my door. But seeing his face when he prayed devoutly, I changed my mind. It is far more interesting to defile such a pure and innocent soul than to kill him... I tried to seduce him, but found that he could completely resist my influence, which aroused my desire to conquer even more. He believed it easily My lies have made me live in church."

"I find him more and more interesting. He loves to laugh and is enthusiastic about everything around him. He presides over weddings for lovers, baptizes newborn babies, and even asks him for help when someone's livestock is difficult to give birth... the local people love him. Love him. Occasionally, he gets down for a night or two when a cow dies in the barn. Of course, that's my masterpiece. I eat human food with him to make myself more human, Spit it out secretly, so he can't be found... He quickly regarded me as a friend, and he was unaware of me, an unknown tenant. I continued to secretly suck the blood of his livestock, and occasionally attacked nearby villages Humans, just don't kill them anymore. I feel like I've become merciful, which annoys me a bit. The idiot hasn't noticed my abnormality, only worried about my complexion and hypothermia. He simply thinks it's because I am too weak, so I tried every means to make me eat good food, although he didn’t have much income himself, although he didn’t know that the food he carefully prepared ended up in the sewer. I enjoyed his care with peace of mind, and played some pranks from time to time to make him sad, Hehe, the sadder he is, the happier I am."

"Until a year later, I found that I was completely out of shape from my original purpose, and I started to be irritable. I should have been tired of him sucking his blood dry, why did the situation develop in the opposite direction, and I became more and more attracted to him. His influence... I deliberately sneered at him, pissed him off by refusing his offers, but he always endured it in silence and forgot all about it the next day. I don't understand what his stupid head was thinking, when I didn't Can read minds. I figured I'd make him hate me so thoroughly that I wouldn't hesitate to kill him, like any other human."

"One night when he came back from a party, I raped him and tortured him terribly. That was the first time I saw him cry. He lay on the bed, weeping silently. After leaving him, a Thinking of his appearance makes me irritable, and I even feel ridiculous guilt. He hid from me for a few days to heal his wounds alone. When we met again, I thought he would tell me to get out of the church. I decided to kill him immediately. However But he didn't say a word, and he was still concerned about how I lived these days. I couldn't bear it anymore, I showed my fangs to him, and yelled that I was a bloodthirsty demon! But he told me calmly, a few days ago When I do that to him, he knows it. I laugh at him for not driving me away, waiting for me to suck his blood dry? And he says, "I'm willing to atone for you because I don't want you Lonely.I love you. "His words drove me crazy, I bit his neck, ran out the gate and fled the church."

Hearing what Peventis said, my temples suddenly throbbed violently, and a strange feeling quietly emerged.

"Far from the church, I started wandering again, tormented by emotions I had never felt before. I didn't go back to see him, that little blood loss is nothing to a healthy human being. I was full of resentment, and I couldn't bear to be vulnerable to being human What a small, vulnerable creature they are...I thought that time would erase his influence on me, but the yearning grew day by day. When I finally admitted that something cannot be erased or escaped, When I was suddenly overwhelmed by an ominous premonition, I decided to go back to the church to look for him. Half a year had passed. A new tombstone was erected behind the chapel, full of blooming flowers, and the bright colors stung my eyes. Six days ago, he was burned to death in order to save two children who were trapped in the fire. I dug up his graveyard and saw him in the coffin turned into a ball of black coke, beyond recognition... Hehe, it turns out that in my eyes It will also bleed a fragile liquid, but it is blood red. After sitting in front of the tombstone for three days and three nights, I buried another coffin in his cemetery. Right next to him, I began to fall into a deep sleep..."

I looked at Peventis with all my attention, until I noticed that the corners of my eyes were watery and I hurriedly lowered my head.Thousands of years later, he still talked about this past event as if it just happened.The first love lover is really unforgettable.Why, I also have the urge to cry...

"During my slumber, I calmly sorted out the past for the first time and thought about the meaning of my existence. When I woke up, the third hundred years had passed... I met Muhammad, the prophet of the blood race, in his wanderings. Informed me of my life experience and the destiny I shouldered. The female blood race was cursed because of my birth, and there will be fewer and fewer pure-blood descendants. At the same time, the seeds of hatred and resentment left by Demora are in the blood house. The blood clan will spread among their descendants, and the struggle will intensify. If it continues to develop, the blood clan will eventually die out. I finally decided to return to the blood clan, end the chaotic situation among the clans for hundreds of years, and establish a unified and powerful blood clan alliance."

"Pe..." I interrupted him suddenly.

"Ok?"

"The human priest you mentioned, what does he look like?"

"Hehe, do you still want to be jealous of the person who has passed away for a thousand years?" Peventis raised an eyebrow and looked at me teasingly.

"No!" I firmly denied with my chin raised, "I just want to see if your first love is good enough." Seek him, approach him.

Peventis twitched the corner of his mouth helplessly: "Speaking of which, the color of his eyes is quite similar to yours."

When Peventis put his right index finger on my temple, an image gradually emerged in my mind, becoming clearer and clearer.

It was a young man in a white robe, with delicate and handsome features, and short blond hair fluttering gently in the wind.He was smiling cheerfully, his emerald eyes were bent into crescent moons, and his smile was like bright sunshine.