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M for mature topics. No children allowed. *
The Broken Boosted Gear
By Try Another Time
Elmenhilde continued to scratch her head as she examined the many reports that lay before her. Her efforts regarding restoring her homeland were going slowly, and many obstacles started to arise as the decrepit state of her homeland didn't give the Alliance many resources to work with.
It was as if starting from scratch, and the mysterious "seed" remained an object of mystery for the young vampire as she tried her hardest to figure out how to use it appropriately.
There was no manual available for her to refer to. No guidelines that could tell her what to do.
Just her knowledge and suggestions from other Alliance members.
"Holy ancestors, please tell me what I should do." Elmenhilde prayed to whatever soul was watching over her as she put another document back into the tower of papers before her. After this, her eyes turned to the floating "seed," which she kept tightly secure in a glass container at zero gravity.
It was a step in the right direction, a sign that her mission wasn't fruitless, yet it was now tormenting her mind.
"There must be a way," Elmenhilde said as she tried to think about what to do.
"Still having problems?" A voice asked.
Elmenhilde jumps off her seat as she notices the presence of someone right by her side. It took her a few seconds to regain her composure, but she realized who it was after a closer look.
"Ddraig? When did you get here?" The vampire asks as she fixes her appearance.
"Just a few seconds ago. I knocked on the door, but you didn't hear me. The guards were nice enough to tell me about how stressed you were. It seems you need a break for once." The dragon said as he offered his hand to her.
"I don't-" Elmenhilde stops herself as she sees the questioning look he is giving her. "You shouldn't be outside. You're still under treatment."
"Hilde, I might not be at my fullest, but I can see that you need my aid. Come on, and let's go outside. You won't find your answers here. If your goal is to create a new tree, you need to speak with a goddess who knows everything there's to know about plants. Come and let's visit her." Ddraig said as he continued to offer his hand to her.
"Gaia? Do you think Gaia will have the answers to this issue? She's not-" Elmenhilde stops herself as she sees his expression. He was in no shape to be outside and walking, yet he came to her to offer any aid he could. Denying his offer would be the same as spitting on his face when he was trying his best. "... Can she really help me?"
"We won't know until we ask. Sometimes, it is better not to overthink and allow others' ideas to help us. Now, take my hand, and let's meet Gaia."
Elmenhilde remained motionless for a moment before she looked for an umbrella. Once she finds it, she approaches the floating container, grabs it, and returns to Ddraig. "I hope this works," Elmenhilde said as she grabbed his hand. "It remains so warm even now."
"We'll never know until we try," Ddraig said before a magic circle appeared under them.
A second later, both of them were gone.
Location: Greenland, Gaia's sanctuary.
The barrier that divided Greenland's region between Gaia's sanctuary and the human territory was packed with believers who remained on their knees while praying to the goddess.
Thousands of humans demonstrated their passion and commitment as they silently knelt and prayed to the goddess under the cold weather.
Their attention was unwavering, but as soon as Ddraig and Elmenhilde appeared, they couldn't ignore them.
Whispers were heard as their eyes turned to Ddraig and Elmenhilde, yet none dared to speak to them or take a step forward.
"... Excuse us. We need to go there." Ddraig said as he pointed to the other side of the barrier.
The waves of humans separated and created a path for them to pass.
"This is way too many humans. Should they be here under this weather?" Elmenhilde asks as she opens her umbrella and holds Ddraig's hand.
"As long as they are here and praying, they will not die or suffer any consequences. Gaia won't ignore the most dedicated of her believers. Let them choose how they show their dedication to Gaia." Ddraig said as he started to walk forward.
The duo made their way to the barrier without difficulties, as no human dared to interfere, yet their eyes remained focused on them at all points.
Neither enjoyed the attention, but soon, they wouldn't need to, or that was the plan.
"Welsh Dragon, please continue to protect us." A voice called out.
Ddraig stops as he hears the voice. His body tenses up as he hears such a statement. "..."
"The enforcer will protect humanity and the realms." Several others started chanting as if the Welsh Dragon was a figure to be venerated like a god or savior.
Ddraig remained silent and frozen as he tried to make sense of such a thing. One thing was getting respect from the members of the Alliance, but being treated like a god by humans was new to him and also felt wrong on so many levels.
"Ddraig?" Elmenhilde calls out his name. "Are you alright?" She asks after feeling his hand temperature dropping several degrees in an instant.
"... Let's continue," Ddraig replies as he tries to escape all the chanting and prayers.
Elmenhilde nods, although she can't help but worry about his reaction.
After a few more steps, the duo crosses into the sanctuary, unable to hear the humans or see them.
As soon as they are inside, they're welcomed by the eyes of many of the descendants of Typhon and Echidna. The monsters keep a safe distance away while examining the duo but remain alert at all points, like watchdogs, ready to attack anyone who dares to break the rules or threaten Gaia and those inside the sanctuary.
"Ddraig? You came for a visit?" A feminine voice asks.
Ddraig and Elmenhilde look around until they see Echidna's figure emerging from the groups of monsters on their left.
"Gaia didn't tell me or Typhon about your visit," Echidna says. "And who is this lady? Another of your brides?"
Elmenhilde blushes as she hears such a comment. "I…" Her mind wanders as she's unable to calm down her embarrassment.
"She's a friend and an ally. Her name is Elmenhilde Karnstein, and she is a pure-blooded vampire seeking to bring the vampire realm back to life. We're here to ask Gaia for help. We found this seed while exploring the realm." Ddraig says as he points to the glass container.
Elmenhilde snaps back into reality as she presents the "seed."
Echidna examines the mysterious object. "I have never seen such a curious seed in all my years. I can detect a diminutive sign of life inside the seed. If you want to plant the seed, I recommend asking Gaia for some sacred soil."
"Sacred soil? I have never heard such a term." Ddraig says.
Echidna smirks. "I call it that, but in reality, it is just the soil closest to Gaia's main body. The soil closest to her main body is imbued with her blessing. Anything and everything can grow in such soil regardless of its precedence. You might also require special water or some liquid that infuses the seed with life force. It is best to use the very best of resources for mysterious seeds. Go ahead and ask Gaia for her opinion."
Echidna snaps her finger, and the monsters open a path for them.
"... Alright. Thank you for your recommendations, Echidna." Ddraig says before he bows.
Elmenhilde does the same. "Thank you."
The pair walks off while Echidna watches them with a curious smile as she sees that Elmenhilde hasn't released his hand for even a second. "They will make a fine couple if they continue like this. Gaia will love to have more grandchildren around."
Elmenhilde's POV.
Elmenhilde's eyes wander as she witnesses the beauty of the sanctuary. "This is breathtaking. There are so many species that I've never seen around."
Ddraig smiles as he stretches his tail and takes a reddish fruit the size of an apple with thousands of needles. He then presents it to Elmenhilde. "This little one is a bit hard to get to as the needles are coated with a paralytic agent. I'm immune to it, but the species that existed when it first appeared weren't as lucky. I called Tears of Lava due to the areas in which they were usually found. Want to try it?"
Elmenhilde nods as she examines the fruit with curiosity.
Ddraig releases her hand before he grasps the fruit with both hands. His walking cane rests under his right shoulder. The needles could not pierce his skin; before long, Ddraig had broken the fruit in two.
A sweet aroma invades their noses while red juice covers Ddraig's hands. The juice almost seemed to boil due to the high temperature inside the fruit.
"Be careful. It might be a bit hot." Ddraig says as he offers one piece after cutting the needles away.
"Thanks." Elmenhilde examines the juicy inside of the fruit before taking a bite. Her taste buds are inundated with a mixture of sweet and spicy flavors with a texture that slightly resembles a mango.
"How is it?" Ddraig questions her as he takes a bite of his own piece.
"This is… amazing. How can two opposite flavors coexist so nicely inside a fruit? Also, why is it so warm?"
Ddraig smirked as he licked the juice from his right hand. "Tears of Lava, as the name says, were usually found in volcanic areas. Specifically, the region that now corresponds to Hawaii used to be their area of precedence. They usually were in season for half of the year. We, first-generation dragons, mostly Tiamat, Albion, Tannin, and I, loved to grab a few when the season started. They were some of the best food we ever got to enjoy."
Elmenhilde's eyes shone with curiosity as she heard his explanation. "If only I had been alive to try such things when they were in the open."
Ddraig finishes licking the juice in his remaining hand before he turns to her. "You can always ask Gaia for a chance to explore the sanctuary and see what plants she came up with over the ages. I can tell you right now that every fruit or vegetable that Gaia ever created could be found inside this place. You could even write a book about it if you ask for the chance."
Elmenhilde nods with excitement. "It would be a pleasure if Gaia-sama ever gave the right to do so. There's so much to learn from how she created so many species. It will also help me to improve our homeland."
Ddraig presents his hand to her once more. "Then let us continue and ask her for some guidance. If anyone can help you with your mission, it is a primordial goddess who knows the creators of your race."
Elmenhilde looks at her hand, covered in juice, for a moment. "But-"
"Right." Ddraig looks around until he sees a small, running body of water. "Let's clean our hands over there."
The duo approaches the water before dipping their hands into it. As they wash their dirt, their faces reflect on the surface of the pristine water. Elmenhilde reflected on a few things as she saw his face in the water. He seemed well but tired, even if he wanted to deny it.
She couldn't help but feel a bit worried and thankful for all his aid.
"...Ddraig?"
"Yes?"
"I can't thank you enough for everything you have done for me until now. Sometimes, I wonder if I could ever repay you for all of this."
Ddraig shakes his head. "Your mission is one that I can respect, Elmenhilde. If anything, your entire faction should have followed you in your pursuit of restoring your homeland. Wanting to aid one's race is an admirable goal. Even we, first-generation dragons, helped each other in times of need. If anything, beings like you are worthy of praise as you seek to aid others not for pride or the possible rewards at the end but because you care about their future. You want vampires to have a path forward, and I want to see you succeed."
Ddraig then stands up and offers his hand to her once more. "I will aid you until the very end, so count on me in any way you need."
Elmenhilde's heart was racing as she repeated his words inside her head. "...B-b-b-b-"
"Huh? Elmenhilde?"
Elmenhilde turns around so as not to face him. "Give me a moment. I can't face you right now."
"Why?"
"I need some time to breathe. Just give me a second." Elmenhilde says as she takes a few deep breaths. "Is this what it feels like to start to fall for someone? No, this can't be. I… have a mission. There's no time for such things."
After a few more moments, she finally dared to face him. As she turned around and met his gaze, her heart, which usually beat slower than humans, increased its rate.
"This has to be a cruel joke of fate. I can't fall for him… can I really fall in love this easily?" Elmenhilde started to question her own emotions.
"Are you alright?"
"I… I am." She lied.
"Alright. Just let me know if you have a problem. We shouldn't keep Gaia waiting for too long."
"...Right." Elmenhilde looks at his hand for a moment before she grabs it. "Just remain calm. Don't let your emotions get the best of you."
The duo stands up and returns to the path which leads them deeper into the sanctuary. As they keep moving forward, both feel the presence of the monsters that dwell inside the sanctuary. Their eyes follow their movements while remaining mostly hidden and at a safe distance.
"Do they consider me an enemy?" Elmenhilde asks as she steps closer to Ddraig for safety.
Ddraig shakes his head. "They are likely following Gaia's orders. How much do you know about the mission in Asgard?"
Elmenhilde scratches her left cheek. "To tell you the truth, not as much. I felt no need to ask about it. I was busy with my research and learned about it afterward because I heard you were injured."
"Keeping tabs on me?"
"...Maybe. You do remember that your blood is my current source of food."
Ddraig smiles. "Anyways, what you need to know about the mission is that we brought someone from Asgard. Odin imprisoned a very special being, and our forces freed him from his imprisonment. Gaia is currently caring for that being as we speak."
"Is that person someone that important?"
"To Gaia, it is. As close as a sibling even if there's no blood relation."
"So her brother… Us and gods are not that different in the end. We cherish connections beyond something as simple as blood ties."
Ddraig turns to her. "You're not wrong about that. Regardless of what we are or where we come from, there are things that we share. We might look different on the surface, but we're often all the same when you take those differences away."
"Right… if only we didn't care for the differences that much, the present wouldn't be so chaotic."
Ddraig looks up towards the sky. "The differences will always be there, but the future can always be better. Even if it takes 100 years from now, I want to believe in the future that Shiva spoke of. Even for me, someone who has known more about bloodshed, a future in which peace is the norm does sound very appealing."
Elmenhilde leans her head and rests against his shoulder. "We haven't discussed what you want to do once everything is over. What is the famous Welsh Dragon looking to do once peace is achieved?"
Ddraig remains silent as he thinks about his answer. After so many fights and adventures, Ddraig felt no more need to explore or seek challenges; he felt at peace with settling down. His current life brought him a sense of joy he felt attached to. "...Family. I'd like to stay with them."
"Just that?"
Ddraig shakes his head. "I want to see them grow and choose their paths. I want to be a full-time parent if possible. I do like being a parent, and I wouldn't dislike the idea of caring for my future children."
"A full-time dad? Is that your main dream? I expected more action."
Ddraig chuckles. "What more action would I want from raising a bunch of rascals with the potential to burn entire cities to the ground? I know I have to be there for them, teach them, and push them not to make the same mistakes I did. Tosca is the first of many to come, and I want to be there for each of them. That is one of my wishes."
"So you want to have many children? Look at you, are you trying to match Tannin's record? Are you looking to have your own sports team?"
Ddraig shrugs his shoulders. "Maybe I am." Ddraig looks into her eyes. "Is it wrong for me to want many children?"
Elmenhilde gulps as she thinks about what that implies. "... You're a very lustful creature."
"Me? I don't know what you're implying, but I can assure you that I'm very reserved about my personal affairs and tastes." The dragon jokes.
"Pervert."
Ddraig chuckles a little bit before he regains his composure. "Let's stop talking about me and my dreams. What about you? Are you ready to return to your family once you achieve your goal?"
Elmenhilde strengthens her grip around Ddraig's hand. "... I'm not sure if I will go back to them. I'm a bird who left the nest with a goal; I'm unsure if I will fit in if I dare to return."
"You will be praised as a hero by your entire faction. You will fit right in."
Elmenhilde shakes her head. "I don't seek their praise and cheers. I'm doing this because I care about my race and their future, but once that is over, I'll… likely have found a new nest to settle in. A new goal, a new dream, a new home to return to. I miss my family, but it doesn't mean I'd like to return to them permanently."
"Are you scared that you will be different? That they won't recognize you?"
Elmenhilde shakes her head. "I know that even now they understand my actions and will likely welcome me with open arms, but… a bird who has learned how to fly can't return to the nest when they have tasted the freedom of flying with their wings. I like to explore this new path before me. One that I'm unsure about, yet it attracts me with its charm. I still want to try even if I get hurt by obtaining an unsatisfactory result. Do you know what I mean?"
"... The charm of the unexplored and the unknown. You want to explore this new path regardless of the outcome. A path that you have no experience with, one that might hurt in the end…. Do be careful. I wouldn't want you to be hurt without my knowledge."
Her eyes start to shine with some joy as she hears his reply. "Ah, are you worried about my well-being? How cute of you." She teases as she can't help herself.
"I am. I told you to trust me with your safety. If I allow you to get hurt, it will hurt me as I see you more like a friend."
"A friend? Not just an acquaintance but a friend?"
"A close friend who delights herself in feasting on my blood." Ddraig jokes, which gains a glaring face from the vampire for a moment.
"Your blood is too delicious for me to deny its appeal. You need to take responsibility for it until I can achieve my goal. Once the apples are viable… I guess our little exchange will come to an end." Elmenhilde's face darkens as she thinks about this.
Ddraig notices her sad expression. "We can still meet and talk to each other. The end of your mission won't mean the end of our bond. We can always meet, so don't be sad. As long as we're not on opposite sides, we'll continue to meet each other for a long time."
"Really? Are you saying that to make me happy, or do you mean it for real?" Elmenhilde asks with an excited expression.
Ddraig pinches her cheek while smiling at her. "If you want us to meet, just say the word, and I'll reach you no matter the distance. So cheer up, I enjoy seeing you smiling and cheerful."
"Stop it. I don't enjoy getting my cheeks pinched even if you do it." Elmenhilde says angrily, although deep inside, she was happy to have these small moments with him.
Ddraig releases her before they continue to walk towards their final destination. As they got closer to the center of the sanctuary, they started to notice a large amount of power being accumulated into a single spot.
Elmenhilde strengthens her grip as they step closer. Her senses are on high alert as her nature as a creature of darkness tells her entire body to run away, yet her will to push on is stronger than her fears.
After a few moments, the duo arrived at their destination, but what they saw took their breaths away.
A tall ice crystal lay enclosed by plants of all kinds while said plants transferred vast amounts of divine energy to the one that dwelled inside said crystal. Its form was barely noticeable as the plants tightly covered almost every inch of the ice.
Elmenhilde couldn't even say a word as something deep inside told her to kneel and pay respect to the figure sleeping inside the ice. "Ddraig, I shouldn't be here."
"Is alright. Take a deep breath." Ddraig assures the vampire.
Their little exchange is cut short as Gaia's tall figure appears behind the ice. Her divinity scares Elmenhilde so much that she's unable to stand tall, and then she kneels as her body can't endure the divine aura any longer. She then also lowers her face as a sign of respect.
"Ddraig and a vampire? That's a curious duo if I've ever seen one. You must be the child that sought the Alliance for help." Gaia says as she approaches the duo.
Ddraig says nothing as she sees how Gaia carefully places a hand on Elmenhilde's head.
"You are the first of your people to meet me since your race came to live in my domain without asking for permission." Gaia continued as she carefully caressed her hair. "Nonetheless, those born within my territory are as much my children as any other. Elmenhilde, raise your head and let this old deity look into your eyes."
Elmenhilde is afraid to do so, yet Gaia's calming voice ignites a sense of calm that slowly relaxes her body. As she raised her head, her eyes met those of Gaia.
"Deep red and yet full of life without malice; I like what I see in your eyes, my child. You're a jewel among many, someone with a selfless vision. Come, let us talk." Gaia releases her before she uses her power to create a table and chairs from living plants.
Ddraig helps Elmenhilde stand up before approaching the table and sitting alongside Gaia. The large figure of Gaia overshadows both of them, yet she perfectly fits in her seat.
"Elmenhilde, you have come to me alongside Ddraig. You seemed to need something from me. Ddraig, please remain silent and let her speak her case." Gaia orders as she crosses her fingers.
Elmenhilde gulps as she feels the weight of the situation. Her hands trembled for a moment, but in her time of need, Ddraig supported her.
Although he was banned from speaking for her, he wasn't banned from giving her support. The dragon places his hand on her before smiling at her as if saying, "You can do it."
The vampire blushes, yet she doesn't push him away. She further embraces his action as she grasps his hand. "Gaia-sama, I came to your sanctuary for your knowledge and possible aid. I… seek to revive my homeland, the realm my ancestors called home. I want vampires to return to their roots, return to our natural habitat, and no longer be known as bloodthirsty creatures. I want them no longer to need the blood of others to survive."
"Restoring a realm, you said? Do you understand how impossible such a goal is? Realms like the homeland of the vampires are bound to their creators. Without the primordial vampyrs is practically impossible." Gaia explains with a calm expression.
"... I don't believe in impossible things, your grace. I know that is possible, even if it takes me 100 years or more. I don't plan on giving up and letting my people suffer any longer. My family put their bodies and lives on the line to achieve this goal. Just like they used their bodies to try everything to create a new way to feed our people, I'm also willing to do anything necessary to restore our homeland to its previous beauty. I know that is possible, so please don't deny my mission. We found this "seed" deep below the remains of the previous tree that sustains our people. I believe this can be the object that turns things around for my people. Please, I know that you knew the primordial vampyrs. If you know anything, let me know. My people need this. I ask this as a vampire that was born within your domain. I don't hate this realm, but my people can't continue like this." Elmenhilde places the container on the table.
Gaia remains silent as she inspects the seed with her eyes.
"Do-" Elmenhilde is interrupted as Gaia grabs the container and cuts it open before retrieving the seed.
"The primordial Vampyrs were a curious duo. Destined partners of darkness who shared their blood amongst themselves. They did not need anything besides a single one; they could not create offspring naturally. While other gods could give birth, the vampyrs lacked such ability. The primordial Lycanthropes teased them due to their lack of such ability. This isolated them as not many deities shared their problem. Not long after, they created their home and sealed themselves away with little to no interaction with the outside. I spoke with them on a few occasions while advising them on how to proceed with their plans for creating life, but I can't say that I know the ins and outs of their realm. This seed has a tiny portion of the Vampyr's combined power; I doubt this can revive your realm all alone, but we might have a chance. This seed needs lifeforce, lots of it, to grow." Gaia explains.
"You don't mean I must sacrifice thousands of lives for it to grow?" Elmendhilde asks with a panicked expression.
Gaia shakes her head. "Such barbaric and horrendous ideas will not save your people." Gaia opened her hand, and a small wooden container appeared filled with bright golden soil. Gaia buries the seed first before summoning a second golden seed. "You can't restore what's gone, but you can work to create something better. This golden seed is akin to a seed of creation. It contains some of my power, and it will slowly link itself to the crimson seed. Both will grow together as one tree, replacing the previous tree and reshaping the land into a new vision. While the tree is still small, you must examine the fruit it will produce regularly. You carefully guide the kind of fruit it will produce by using liquid samples of the previous fruit, your blood, or that of a different vampire to drive what kind of fruit it needs to produce. The sprout needs guidance like a child to understand the needs of those it is trying to feed." Gaia explains as she buries the second seed in the container.
"So I need to water it with my blood?" Elmenhilde asks.
"One drop or two will do the trick in terms of the fruit that you want it to produce. To make the tree grow, you will need someone's help. The liquid that the Sephiroth Graal produces will fit the lifeforce needs. One drop or two every few months will likely strengthen the sprout." Gaia says that before water erupts from the palm of her hand. The water showers the container with her blessing. Before long, a tiny crimson sprout emerges from the soil. Elmenhilde's eyes are holding back the tears as she witnesses such a large step forward. "Raising this sprout is just the beginning, as it will need fertile soil to be planted if it is to replace the previous tree. You might need to make a sacrifice. One that might gain you lots of infamy."
Elmenhilde remains silent momentarily as she connects the dots. "... Eliminating the remains from the previous tree and everything that came before, right?"
Gaia nods. "Some plants are special, and this one is a child that needs the best of conditions to grow. The remnants of the past will likely prevent its growth. You must clean everything out to offer it the best chance to succeed. Even if there are lingering attachments to the past, you need to be willing to part ways with it if you truly want to offer your people a new future."
Ddraig feels Elmenhilde's grip grows stronger as she does her best not to break down.
"...I need to reflect on this," Elmenhilde replies.
The expression on the vampire saddens Gaia. "Take your time to reflect. Please take care of this child from now on. Regardless of your choice, raising it is now your responsibility."
Elmenhilde grabs the container before bowing to Gaia. "I appreciate all the help."
"Is the least I can do for your clan. I might have been asleep, but I can tell your clan did their best to fit in this world with the little available to them. Your clan made connections to humans and even procreated with them while embracing their new offspring. As a mother, I'm proud of your people." Gaia says before turning her attention to Ddraig, "Take care of this child. She's a good child and deserves all the support she can get."
Ddraig nods as he looks at Elmenhilde.
Several minutes later.
*Yellow Generation- Tobira No Moukou e*
Ddraig was now resting on a leather chair while he held Elmenhilde.
Elmenhilde buried herself within Ddraig's chest as she silently cried over the fact that she was now forced to practically erase the remnants of her people's past to create a future for them.
It was as if someone asked any religious person to go and destroy the place of birth for their religion.
Doing something like this would likely brand her as a heretic, and she doubted anyone was going to forgive her after making such a choice.
Ddraig continues to embrace her as he keeps her warm and safe. No amount of words would make her feel better, as it was a decision that she needed to come to terms with.
A drastic one that could lead vampires to a path back home, although their home will likely look and feel different from the one before.
"How can I face them if I do this? I'll be erasing our people's holy site."
"..."
"I… won't be able to return to them ever again."
"..."
"I will be alone-"
A finger interrupts her lips.
"Shh…. you will never be alone. Even if they reject you, the Alliance and I will always welcome you back. I will support you regardless of the outcome. I know that you're willing to put everything on the line for them, and they might not see it at first, but they will understand why it had to happen. If this is your path, I'll be at your side as long as you need me to. I won't leave you alone." Ddraig says as he caresses her hair.
Elmenhilde sniffles as she allows herself to be pampered by the dragon. She had no energy to move an inch. She had no strength to get up, and her hopes slowly diminished, but thankfully, Ddraig was present to keep her from falling deeper.
Not far away from the duo, on top of a table, the small sprout remained as a symbol of what was to come for Elmenhilde as her path was now taking a turn that likely would have dire consequences for her position within the vampire community, even if she would be the one to open the gates to a new future for them.
But even with all that, something was confirmed that day. Her path was bound to stay closely related to the Welsh Dragon for many years to come as no just blood was connecting them.
Countdown:... 8….