A/N: I tried to write this chapter since September, but got no progress, most of the time just stared at the screen, not knowing what to write. Thank to the beautiful picture of Kaname with a blue bird on his hand in Sagakure's blog on Dec 21, 2011, I finally knew how to write this chapter. Your blog is wonderful, Sagakure!

I would also like to thank all of my readers, who have taken time to read and review this story. I love reading and... counting reviews, so I'm very grateful that you let me know you care for my work. My big thanks to Irmina, wwwLOVEcom, Oztan, Zarva, XienRue for your private messages and concern about this story.

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FEELING DEATH

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Minori was sitting in the living room, tiredly taking his eyes off Zero's closed bedroom door to throw them out of the glass window, hoping a change of scene would relax his tense mind. Darkness had completely engulfed the space out there, all plants stood still. In moments like these, he could feel it clearly than ever that time was moving. Five year wasn't long, but definitely not a short period to any lifetime. Five years ago, he was still a kid. In a sultry day like today, he was summoned to the HA headquarters, where they told him that he had been selected to assist the HA President in personal life, because of his sharp eyes and ears, plus, he thought fast and observed things in every detail. On top of that, the Association had absolute confidence in his loyalty to put him in a place where nobody else, except himself, was human. His job was to serve Zero, but his true mission was to watch over him and his family, then report everything to a trio of senior hunters, including Yagari, Cross and Jinmu, his own grandfather. It sounded like a joke that the President of the Vampire Hunter Association was a vampire himself! When Zero's ability and their situation made it ideal and beneficial to all if he became President, they decided to elevate him, however, they wasn't totally sure of how his vampire instinct would affect his hunter nature, that's why Minori was made a courtier.

The young boy used to think his acceptance to take this assignment was like a sacrifice. Being a hunter, he had never imagined of living in the same roof and seeing a pureblood, the Vampire Leader to be exact, on daily basis, just because that pureblood happened to be his President's official wife. Minori had no way to foresee what disasters were waiting in their future, and how everything would end, if there was an end one day. In five years, many times had he thought Zero was infuriating his dangerous wife, and the pureblood was going to pull all of them back to war. To his surprise, they had safely got through it again and again as it turned out Kaname had a deep tolerance to his husband's callous deeds. Tonight Minori felt like a different person. He was convinced that vampires were not inhuman, though they're not human. He appreciated all efforts from both sides, he treasured what they had achieved together. He wished it would go on...

Go on, as if everyone would survive...

After taking Kaname's heart, Zero passed out. The toxic of Lily of the Valley degraded that charm's effect little by little. A few hours later, it was completely eliminated, his brain was healed, and his whole body started changing to receive the strength from the pureblood heart. He fell into a deep sleep, though his conditions were back to normal. Aido took some of his strengthened blood to feed Kain. The unconscious noble woke up quickly, and was now sitting next to him on his bed, although he was still weak and needed much more blood to be fully recovered.

Aido was nearby, Takuma and Shiki were also around. They all gathered in their beloved husband's bedroom, waiting to greet him back to lif new state. When Zero woke up, he would no longer be an ex-human, but a pureblood. Of course the hunter would never be a natural one. Yet he had taken a pureblood heart. It was something no lower vampires had ever dreamed of. In their craziest fantasy, they might want to have a sip of that sacred blood, but could never think about eating their heart. Not only because they were no stronger than ants in purebloods' eyes, but their humble body was incapable of merging with a pureblood heart. Different from them, Zero had been drinking pure blood for years, and he just drained Shizuka off the day before. He was the first and only who capable, the first and only whom a pureblood willingly offered his heart to.

Just by touching his warm hands, seeing his skin glow healthily, old scars fade and disappear all over his body, the nobles knew everything was going perfectly, it's just a matter of time till he woke up. So they tried to be patient, waiting for his changing process to finish.

Opposite to the warm-lit bedroom where Zero and his noble wives were, a torchiere lamp could only lighten up a small corner of the living room in the sixth floor, leaving all other parts in shade. They were like two different worlds. While new life was brightening up in one, a spent life was ending in another. Kaname didn't join them, he didn't want to bother them with his condition or displease Zero by his presence. Here, between these sombre walls, he was waiting alone. Lily of the Valley had poisoned him thoroughly. Without a heart, and being burnt this morning, there was no energy left in him. He was resting listlessly on a settee looking toward the entrance. Seiren had arranged a large, soft pillow under his back to make him as comfortable as possible.

Purebloods would die if their head was cut off or their heart was taken out as these two were the most important parts of their body, however, the brain in their head was the only organ that controlled their reproduction. In theory, a chopped head could reproduce the rest of the body, or a pureblood with no heart could reproduce a new heart if they were nurtured properly and kept alive long enough. The problem was they would have to rely on someone else to feed them, but nobody would want to help a pureblood in such a situation.

Throughout history a few purebloods had been left alive by their murderers after their hearts were removed. It wasn't because they wanted them to survive, on the contrary, they wanted to give them a painful dying process. Those no-heart purebloods would try their best to hunt for survival while strength hadn't yet reduced significantly, but their murderers would make sure the area where they were in was totally empty, so they had no choice but undergoing the excruciating approach to death.

Twelve hours after a pureblood lost his heart, all of the wounds he had ever had in his life would be broken and restored to the exact condition as the time he got them.

All of those no-heart purebloods in history had given up and killed themselves before the twelfth hour came to avoid that awful pain, but more important, to spare themselves from being seen in such a humiliating state.

Tonight Kaname was experiencing this path, struggling to keep his eyes open, struggling to pick up any tiny bit of sound, struggling to resist the urge of getting immersed in the pain from those wounds corroding his body. The nobles, his best friends, had earlier offered him their blood, but Kaname refused, since a taste of real blood would break his effort to control the extreme blood thirst caused by serious injuries, and he was afraid of killing them all. He wasn't trying to survive after losing the love of his life, losing the precious promise of being forgiven, death was his only way to release himself from all anguishes. These nobles were the ones Zero had chosen to spend his life with, so it was just right that he was the sacrifice.

Time kept going. When the long hand of the clock emotionlessly reached the Roman numeral "twelve" one more time to announce another full hour had passed, making it twelve hours since Zero fell unconscious, and Kaname got back to his floor, there was nothing strange occurred, no sound, everything was perfectly silent, but each second from now on would put the pureblood in his deepest pain. In fact, he had felt it coming for a while. His body was being torn apart bit by bit. The injuries from Shizuka were being split, blood shedding out under new bandage, yet they were not his only injuries. In five years he had hurt himself repeatedly to quell his arousal in mating season, those wounds interlaced each other, creating larger ones, those that tattered his flesh, those that went through his body and damaged internal organs, all of them were rudely cracked open at once, making a stir, or even a light breathing became harsh tortures.

An hour ago, his right hand started getting numb. It was a re-grown one, his original had been lost in the fight with Rido six years before. Pain ripped him off when the hand was once again detached from his wrist, and as natural laws, turned into crystal pieces, blood soaked the cushions' capacity, fortunately, a smell-hiding charm had been put in the room to refrain his blood scent. Before his body could adapt to this new piercing pain, Kaname squeezed his eyes, braving himself out to cope with another wound breaking on his chest. He knew he wouldn't last much longer. "Please hurry up, Zero! I want to hear your wakening before I have to leave."

In the shade behind his settee, a figure was standing still as a statue. She hadn't changed her position for twelve hours, arms hanging loosely by her sides, eyes unfocused. She might look glacial as usual, but her inside was on fire. Twenty four years ago, she was conceived because her parents' masters were going to have their first child, they needed a loyal bodyguard for him. Seiren was born a month after Kaname. Following her family's tradition, she was trained to serve the pureblood prince and devote her life for this only mission. When Rido came to make havoc of their serenity, her parents fought and died with their masters, leaving her and the last Kuran alone. They were not brother and sister, they were not lovers, but he was the closest person to her and the only meaning she lived for. As to Kaname, he never hid anything from Seiren, she knew all of his secrets, she witnessed his loneliest moments, she saw his most painful experiences. Tonight he was going to die, and she took it as an honor to follow him. She wasn't scared of death, but felt it unfair, not for her, but him. Contrary to other purebloods, Kaname was a gentle, considerate person. He earned his followers' loyalty by kindness, thoughtfulness, generosity, instead of domination and mind control. He deserved a long life, he should be treasured and respected, but the only one he loved had stopped caring about his well-being and feelings. To protect his pride, Seiren didn't allow herself to see him cry, ironically, she usually knew every time he did. So tonight was inevitable. When Zero came back home last week with no slightest idea of who he had been, she knew it was finally coming.

Love and hatred…

Happiness and misery…

Faithfulness and betrayal…

All of them would soon be buried with the demise of her master, who came from the oldest and strongest pureblood line. Each member of his family left a magnificent mark of their existence in vampire society, they possessed a giant variety of powers which were considered unique and miraculous even among purebloods. Since Kaname reached the age of sixteen, and started being affected by mating season, every pureblood and noble family wished him to get interested in their daughters, in a hope that a child from him would bring at least a little of the legendary Kuran powers to their bloodline, however, he had never bred with anyone. His marriage with Zero Kiryuu put an end to their hope, an end of the continuation of the Kuran powers.

Nevertheless, destiny decided to drag some unexpected elements into its game, and the heir of the oldest pureblood line was created, transformed from a person with human origin and hunter strength. Thoroughly absorbed the Kuran powers from Kaname's heart, Zero was starting to emit a pureblood aura. Not surpassing as an adult, but pristine, delicate as a new-born. His aura subtly spread out in the surprise of their vampire servants, the joy of his waiting nobles, and the satisfaction of the dying pureblood.

Seiren turned to look at her master, intended to tell him the good news which she had just sensed from the air, but realized Kaname had already found it out. He managed to keep his blurry eyes open for a few seconds up the ceiling, where had the man he loved more than everything on this world, more than his own life, as his congratulations on the completion of Zero's changing process, and as a silent farewell to him.

Long lashes eventually dropped down, shutting exhausted eyes, Seiren even thought she was seeing a tender smile on his withered lips. She wanted to call him, but it's probably better that just let him go. He had been hurt so much, he had suffered endlessly. This was the very first time, after ages, and last time he's getting something different than sorrow and torment, something like... peace, and she wouldn't break such an invaluable moment. May it last as long as his senses were still on. May peace be only what he felt when falling into the eternal sleep.

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Deep night was suddenly broken by a coo of a dove. The garden muted when its new coming guest perched upon a branch of a tall tree, continued cooing cheerfully, as if wanting to send its warmest wishes to the family. No ones paid attention to it, except Aido. He felt something buzzing him, and quickly glanced at the window. It wasn't difficult to locate the bird, even though it was under a luxuriant leaf canopy. A chill ran over his spine, and he was just stunned with what reflecting in his eyes, jaws frozen.

That dove... it had glowing blue feathers and bright red eyes.

Takuma saw fear in the noble's expression and turned to where Aido was gazing at. It took a few moments until he could regain his composure to stand up, and use the calmest voice he could manage to mutter some words "A greeting dove has arrived!"

All of them looked out, for an instant, seeing their entire hopes and dreams falling out of their hands. Destiny seemed to be having a lot of fun playing with them. They had thought problems would be solved once Zero got Shizuka's blood, so they tried their hardest, they bet their own lives, they put everything in the fight with her. Sarcastically, when the battle was over with no loss and things should get better, it's revealed that Zero needed one of their hearts. This time they couldn't overcome it together, Kaname had sacrificed himself for them to continue. Unfortunately, happiness was still far away while misfortunes kept coming one after one. Now it's only four of them facing it.

When a baby was born in a pureblood family, greeting doves appeared to deliver their blessing song. Their melody might be very sweet, their looks appealingly attractive, however, they were the biggest threat to a pureblood baby.

Those glowing blue doves carried the typical eye color of a starving vampire – the bloody red, as they themselves had once been vampires at a point of time deeply secreted in bygone days. Since the war between two kinds started, countless battles had killed numberless humans and vampires, including purebloods, although it had never been easy to kill one. Either partially escaping from a defeat or being an extraction that separated the main body before the battle, those survived pureblood parts lingered their lives as bats, waiting for chances to be resurrected. After sucking many kind of blood in a thousand of years, they shaped into dove's form and develop some powers which were much weaker than purebloods, but quite effective to lower classes. That's why they could safely fly around seeking for their preys. From this point, they needed a lot of pure blood to return to their true form. Living and hunting separately, they were incompetent to attack adult purebloods, so pureblood babies became the targets.

For evolutional purpose, they developed a sharp sense of recognizing new-born aura, and an ability to temporarily disintegrate into thin air to avoid stronger enemies or go through tight slits. Their feathers were tenacious, and only fallen off when they got in a fight. If a baby consumed some ashes from their feathers, it would hide his new-born aura and dismiss them. Normally in a pureblood family, the mother would hold her baby in her protective embrace and the father would go out, catching a dove to take its feather.

Emanating such aura, yet Zero wasn't really a new-born, those birds couldn't harm him once he woke up. With his hunter powers and recent-absorbed pureblood ones, he would easily destroy them just by raising a finger, however...

He was still unconscious, and their family fell in a hopeless situation.

Kaname was like a worn-out candle flickering in the wind, he even couldn't sit up, let alone fighting for a feather. And by nature, nobles were unable to fight against purebloods or pieces of them.

"Protect Zero!" Takuma commanded.

Exciting coos got boisterous when more and more doves came, lightening up the garden with a glowing blue light. No opportunity to win, but they weren't going to stand aside and see those birds kill their husband. Takuma, Aido and Shiki surrounded the bed, looking out, being ready to counteract any attack, while Kain was squeezing the hunter's hand assuredly. He's still too weak to use his powers. In fact, being sound or not didn't make a great difference. It wouldn't be an equal fight, but they're willing to use their own bodies as shields for Zero if necessary.

Purebloods didn't change their aura after consuming another pureblood's heart, and Zero was an adult. It's quite unexpected that his new aura could attract greeting doves as a real new-born. However, he was the very first lower class vampire who took a pureblood heart, nobody could predict exactly what would happen. Seiren repressed a sigh, all curtains were down in their room, Kaname was nigh unto death, even his breathing had turned so slowly and lightly. He probably didn't hear what's happening out there. She hoped he wouldn't, so that he would leave with a belief that his sacrifice had successfully saved his husband, though the truth might be a contrary. Zero might get killed before waking up. Closed doors were unable to stop those birds, neither were the nobles.

"S-sei-rn"

His weak call pulled her back from deep thoughts. She turned to look at him, waiting for his order. The pureblood's brows frowned a little, but eyes remained closed, skin had changed grey, locks of damp, brown hair stuck together, shading his forehead, delicate fingers of his left hand looked very stiff, as though he couldn't move them anymore.

"Yes, Kaname-sama!" Her eyes stung, she managed to blink the tears away. Reality was proving what she had learned years before. When a pureblood was dying, his body would become rigid and eventually turn into crystals.

"O-pn da win-dows!"

This room was closed, yet it wasn't stuffy. She had adjusted the air conditioner to make sure it's quite comfortable for him. Why did he suddenly want to open the windows? Or he's just missing his daily habit? Kaname had always opened all windows at night in commemoration of his happy time with Zero. This morning he closed them one by one on his own, carefully lowering each curtain to stop the intrusion of sunlight, and setting a charm to hide blood scent before leaving. She believed he didn't intend to open them ever again. While she would like to comply with whatever he asked for in his last moment, something caught her hesitation... If she opened the windows now, his charm would be broken, those birds would sense his blood and fly in to attack him.

If she opened the windows now...

... those birds would fly in to attack him.

Seiren gasped. That's his plan. Kaname had finally heard the bustle. Having nothing left, he was using his death to protect his love. Before those greeting doves were driven by the aura and attacked Zero, he wanted them to come to him instead. His heavily poisoned blood would kill any lower class vampires, hence, wouldn't provoke their lust, regardless of how strong it smelt. Nevertheless, other purebloods could heal it and make it nutritious as original after merging it with their own one. Without a heart, without powers, he was like a source of pure blood to them. While those birds believed that new-born aura belonged to an infant, it'd be more beneficial for them to take a richer, thicker blood of a dying adult. If it's so rare to have a pureblood baby to prey upon, it's much much rarer to get an adult. They definitely wouldn't want to miss this opportunity of a thousand year.

"Ya... teik... a f-fea-ther..." For Zero. Bring it to Zero. Make sure he's safe until he wakes up.

Seiren got on her knees, with a serious voice, stating her request "You have released me, but I have no purpose to continue my life. Kaname-sama, could you grant me the honor to follow you?" She hadn't said anything when he dispensed her from ending her life after his death as their tradition, though she intended to do so without telling him. But he's now asking her to leave him, leave him when those birds were feasting on his body. As his loyal follower, his personal bodyguard, she just couldn't obey it.

Kaname struggled to open his eyes, yet dully red spheres failed to catch the image in front of him. He couldn't see anymore, his tongue stiffened. There were many things he would like to tell Seiren, but incapable to. She was so good as a subordinate, so close as a family member, so reliable and trustworthy for him to rely on. After such long, dedicated services, he wouldn't want to pay her back by taking her life. However, a few words couldn't change what she had been strictly trained since childhood. If handled it badly, Seiren would take it as a disgrace to keep on living after her master's death. With that opinion, she could never be happy.

"Ze-ro... ya... new...mas-tr... Serv... hm...as...ya...did... t...me..."

Zero was a kind person, he treated Minori very well, once he complimented Seiren on her dedication. Her services would be useful to him, and if he decided not to use her, he would surely have a good arrangement for her future. Kaname trusted in his husband, though he didn't receive any of his generosity since that night. It wasn't blind, but it was what in the hunter he had felt and fallen for. Never blamed Zero for all the hardness he had put him in, Kaname accused himself of betraying and hurting him when they were happily together. If seeing his pain would abate the hunter's anger, he would have let him see how much he had suffered in these years. However, Kaname believed his husband had a soft heart and wouldn't be at peace if knowing what he had done, so he wished Zero would never find out.

"Jus... don't... tel... hm... wh-at... I... di-d..."

Those words, stuttered difficultly from a dying man, imbrued with love and care for his husband, also confirmed his complete trust in Seiren. She held his deepest secrets, yet he wanted to keep her life even after he was gone. If truly loyal to him, she must respect his wish and could not destroy her life which he highly appreciated.

"I understood." She whispered.

"Ya... new... mas-tr... nee-d...a fea-ther... Hur-ry..."

Seiren pressed her palms on the floor, bowing deeply until her forehead touched the cold, black granite ground. Eight years ago, Kaname confessed to her that he loved Zero. She was the first one who knew it, maybe even before the hunter, before their relationship started. He wanted her to know he had found his mate, and as tradition, to acknowledge his mate as her second master. Zero and Seiren had never been close to each other. In the last five years, her respect to him had turned into tolerance. If not for Kaname, she would never wish to see him around. Who could foresee one day he would have a Kuran heart and become her master? Seiren understood Kaname wanted to give her a new meaning of living, though she would prefer death to serving the person who had cornered him to give up on life. Nevertheless, right or wrong didn't matter much, sometimes people didn't or couldn't follow what they thought right. Kaname would never rest in peace if Zero couldn't survive tonight. So this kowtow was her apology for incapable to execute his order and guard him at the same time. She had to decide which was more important, protecting his body or protecting his will.

"I'm bringing the first feather that falls off to Zero-sama. Please rest assured he'll be alright."

"Tha-nks..."

Seiren raised herself up quickly and walked toward the windows with determination. Curtains moved smoothly along the rod, first sight of dimly glowing blue light reflected from outside, her heart beat faster, seeing greeting doves almost everywhere, on each of branches, on all marble statues and benches, their aura was fiercely pugnacious, indicating increasing impatience. Windows unlocked and pulled open, coos cheered up with joy, deadly red eyes turned toward the new territory they had just found out, where strong blood scent was coming out invitingly. This poisoned blood had lost its typical smell, and became hard to distinguish what type it was, however, those birds wouldn't mistake it with anything else. Wings flapped hastily, they all were attracted to the irresistible, vital source, and immediately left their place. Seiren stepped aside as flocks of birds rushed over with their fastest speed, hustled against each other to alight on the bleeding prey. Kaname was soon covered by those hungry doves, yet more and more kept coming, trying to push the others out, a birds fighting over food was kindled right on his body, several beautiful, precious blue feathers detached, hovering in the air. Seiren reached out, catching a flying one. Totally effortless. But for this simple achievement, her master had to pay by his own flesh and blood. She couldn't fight them, for someone like her, it would take them less than a blink to finish her off. She couldn't even close the windows. If they were hindered from coming here, they would intrude the top floor to attack Zero, then everything Kaname had done would reduce to dust. As his personal bodyguard and someone who's carrying his trust, she wouldn't destroy what he had spent his whole life to build, no matter she liked it or not, no matter what she was thinking...

Holding the feather tightly in her hand, she took a last glance at her master, and left the room. Sounds of bird clamor and their flapping kicked up a din in the private place of the vampire leader. This commotion might startle their servants, but none of them had guts to interfere in, and put the nobles on higher alert that urged them to stick closer to their beloved husband. Nobody would come. Nobody would interrupt these birds' feast. Because Kaname wasn't the most important person to anyone.

He was married, yet his husband had stopped caring about him. Four years ago, Kaname decided to end his life after helping Zero to get Shizuka's blood. When that day came, he would return to the Kuran ancient castle, lock himself from all eyes and commit suicide in silence. Adultery was never a thing he had ever thought of, he loved Zero too much to betray him. Yet he made a mistake, until now he still didn't understand why he couldn't realize that man wasn't his real husband. Nevertheless, he dirtied his body, dirtied his love, and ruined their happiness. In the moment Zero pointed Bloody Rose at him, though the hunter's kind heart finally didn't allow him to pull the trigger, Kaname understood that his existence since then was against his husband's will.

On their wedding day, he promised Zero "your goals are my goals, your wishes are my wishes". When he knelt down, begging for forgiveness, his husband made it clear once again that he only wanted his death. Yet he continued living... shamefully swallowed his own words to continue living. Each day passed in shame, each night passed in guilt, he disgusted himself, he tortured his body as his very existence had become a big disgrace in the eyes of his love. Every time the hunter turned away to avoid him, every time he ignored his presence in their family meeting, Kaname wished he could die immediately, to clear up his love's vision, to purify the air he breathed. But Zero still needed his blood to delay the falling process, needed their union in the fight with Shizuka, then he still had to live...

Death wasn't a scary thing, death was release. Although his life had been tainted, Kaname wanted to arrange his death in serenity, peace, and privacy. To be with Zero, he had accepted the role of a wife. To compensate for his sin, he had accepted his husband's additional marriages. Other purebloods wouldn't get married to a lower vampire, let alone doing those things for their non-pureblooded spouse. But with love, he never thought his position was higher than his husband's. Nevertheless, Kaname was still a pureblood, elegancy and refinement rooted deeply in his venerable blood, he didn't want his disgraceful suicide to be exposed, didn't want anybody to disturb his corpse before it vanished.

He would rather let everyone think he died along with Shizuka in their battle to the fact that his husband had abandoned him for years and taken away his will to live.

However, the hunter's memory loss made him give up all arrangements. He couldn't leave their house without hearing Zero had waken up, sound and safe, even his plan of sealing up his own floor to hide his condition was broken at the end. At the end he waived the privilege of turning into sparkling crystals when getting back to nature which represented the sacredness of pureblood type, and chose to offer his own flesh and blood to the hungry doves, chose to be eaten and digested in their stomachs as mere food, chose to undergo the lowest, yet most painful death in order to protect his love's safety.

"Kaname… will you marry me?"

This memory suddenly came back to his mind. The hunter's face was so handsome on that day, those sexy lips moved seductively when saying his sweet proposal.

"Yes, Zero!... Yes... Yes..." Happy tears dewed in his eyes, while his husband's smile was as bright as sunshine.

Pain grew fiercely from the birds' feet treading on his wounds, from their tiny beaks pecking and eating up his flesh. Senses had reduced, yet he was still feeling his whole body was being ground down, bones were broken, flesh was torn away piece by piece, internal organs were revealed as a new dish. They eventually reached to his face, and all he prayed for was they would make it quicker to eat up his brain, so that all thoughts would be ceased, then it would be the real end.

The end he had been waiting for...

Finally...

Finally he still couldn't hear about Zero's wakening.

But Seiren must have given you the feather...

There is no more new-born aura in this mansion...

Just my blood scent...

If all doves come here, you will be safe...

I love you...

You don't believe it, but...

I honestly love you...

Love you...

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A sudden force appeared, frightening the feasting doves, they flew up, by instinct were about to disintegrate, but froze in the act, air became thick and refused to mix with them, temperature oddly increased, they melted to blood, scattering down over the room.

A person stepped on puddles of blood on the floor, making his way to the lifeless pureblood.

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Posted: 28 January 2012