Vampire: World of Blood

"So tell me, Æthelthryth...why did you interrupt my jump to the mental plane?"

Merciless spoke. If he had a face in this realm, it might've worn a puzzled scowl. But only a fragment of his right eye, and the entirety of his cock was visible, glinting with a mix of confusion and curiosity.

When he turned that half-formed gaze on her, the rest of his body, a vague silhouette in this place tilted downward, fixated on Æthelthryth.

Still licking the last of his thick cum from her lips, she swallowed with a lingering, indulgent hum before speaking.

"So you ran into the Fifth?"

At that, his eye widened, sharp, startled. He stared at her like she had just reached into his head and pulled the memory out by hand.

Æthelthryth met his gaze with a dry smirk and answered before he could speak.

"Before you ask how I know that…the answer is that I can sense when your origin is being tampered with. And since I'm connected to you like this, I felt her presence on you. That bitch."

She tilted her head, expression caught somewhere between amusement and pity.

"My condolences. Of all the Originators you could've met, it had to be the one obsessed with natural order. And you being the walking contradiction to it. Honestly, I don't think I need to spell it out. The compatibility between you two is… catastrophically bad, my Guma."

Æthelthryth said with quiet certainty, she knew all too well how disastrous a meeting between her and Merciless could be.

Still, she stepped closer, cupping his face gently in her palm. Then, without hesitation, she pulled him into a tender, almost weary embrace.

"And to make matters worse."

She murmured against him.

"She has marked one of your women as her Spawn. This… this is bad. Not impossible to work around, but dangerous."

She pulled back just enough to meet his eye, her voice softening with reluctant honesty.

"We need to dissuade her from doing anything reckless. But if she truly wants to antagonize you, I can't stop her. Not without the power to match her. And without that…

A sigh escaped her lips, tired and heavy.

"There is only so much we can do against an Originator you know my Guma."

Her grip on him tightened, not out of fear, but resolve.

"I just want this all to end, My Guma. But sometimes, to reach a happy ending… we have to fight for it. And fight we will... But there are time were loss is unavoidable."

Merciless more confuse than ever palmed the back of Æthelthryth head as he began to comment.

"Hmmm, well I am not one that like the idea of giving up, just because I was told to do so. Either way I will fight."

"Hmph, and I will do what I can from here."

"Good, very good my Guma, now then, shall we move on to the more important matter, I have drained your balls plenty for the time being so your focus should be high at he moment am I right?"

"You definitely drain me to the bone, sadly vampiric regeneration keeps me always horny. But the effects from the last session still remain I am basking in the nice afterglow. So yes you have drain me to the point of content... Thank you all for that release."

Æthelthryth smile, a sly grin appearing on her face, as she maintain their hug for a while longer.

"Good, I don't mind sucking you off when you came here if it pleases you. It's a mate duty to keep their man happy."

"Hehehe...

Merciless chuckle, on the other hand Æthelthryth began to speak up, still maintaining the hug.

But soon she change topic saying as such.

"Still back on the topic of Elgrafarian... Do you really intended to face him my Guma."

"I am afraid so, still do you know anything about him that I can use throughout this battle?"

Æthelthryth said as she moved her head closer into Merciless embrace.

Her eyes close as she began to explain.

"He might be one of the lesser bloods, but he falls more to the line of the Corporeal than anything else."

She explained.

"However, he is not weak by any means at all all... Especially since he is being empowered by the environment he is guarding. So even a greater spawn would have trouble fighting him."

"Is that so? Hmm, definitely checks out indeed."

Merci said, after all, through many simulation via Stella, Merciless has fought Elgrafian, and never has he won.

Once, truly it was sad thing.

Coming out as the loser but with each time really makes him looks weak.

But he needed to know more, and Æthelthryth delivered on that.

"He is a lesser Spawn, so naturally his blood is heavily mixed, but he falls more into line of the Corporeal, since his blood potency falls at 49% for the Corporeal lineage."

"Meanwhile his lesser connection is 27% for the Darkness line, 10% for the line of time, and 13% for line of Sovereignty."

"Of course being mixed, has made him powerful at higher evolutions."

"Damn, Lesser Spawns truly are the potential babies of the spawn races aren't they?"

Merciless asked, suprise at the new information.

But he soon calm down, as he asked.

"Either way, how abilities?"

He asked, and Æthelthryth place a hand to her lips, as she began think.

Jogging her memories, as she replied.

"From what I understand, his first authority is called Dark Shedding. It's similar to how a snake sheds its skin...except when he does it, he completely changes form. It might seem like simple adaptation, but it's more like a full blown metamorphosis. This ability activates when someone approaches him with hostile intent or if he senses a threat. And after fighting you for a while, his power analyzes your abilities and feeds that information into his instincts, allowing him to shed and transform into a form that's stronger than you. He can do this endlessly, in a way that feels like constant, transcendent evolution. The only way to stop him is to defeat him in a single blow, before he gets the chance to evolve... Also at level two this ability started to work for every aspect of inferiority his body picks up."

Said Æthelthryth.

Merciless however, ironically commented.

"Isn't that a tad bit too broken for a lesser."

"... Says the guys with hundred of different abilities."

"True... But this fucker has one that counter basically everything I have."

"Well don't feel to bad about it, I am here to help."

"Hmm, in what way?!"

"... Tell me, those girls you were planning on using, do you like them?"

"..." Your support at MV^LEMP^YR keeps the series going.

"... Why do you ask?"

Merciless asked Æthelthryth, a little confused as to where she was getting at.

And she replied saying.

"It's a yes or no question my Guma, depending on how much you adore them, I come with a fair accord."

Merci did not know what Æthelthryte, want with Lucy, Ophelia, Avrora. However he already has plans for them before hand, so this answer was a no brainier to say the least.

"Yes, I adore them quite a lot."

At his response Æthelthryth smile mischievously, as she said.

"Good, then here me out."

"What if I offer those two power, in exchange however, I asked only one thing in return. Do this for me, and I will turned those two into Spawns. I have quite collection of DNA after all."

"Wait... Dead ass?!"

Merciless asked, puzzled by her reply. To which she giggled, and responded back saying.

"Dead ass."

"Shit if that is the case, what is it that you are requesting."

"... Pandora...

"Pan, what now?"

Asked Merciless, to which she replied, explaining the situation.

"The floating city of Old earth, beyond the veils Crimson Lake of Norther Greece. Find and free her for me."

"...Old Earth... What are you talking about?"

"It's a lot to explain, too much to be precise, especially with too little time remaining, however your dear father should know what Old Earth is... Just asked him."

'Why do I have a bad feeling about this?!'

Merciless said to himself. He couldn't explain it but he felt that getting into this mysterious topic would garner him more troubles than benefits.

And honestly speaking, he was not looking for unneeded trouble.

But her offer, and what he will get in return was enough to reconsider even destroying an entire galaxy for.

So deciding to suffer later, he will reap the benefits of the short terms right here and now.

"Very well... I accept these conditions."

"Hehehe... And that why I love you My Guma, as promised here, when you wake up, you will wake up with this in your hands."

Æthelthryte gracefully said as she throw two vile of blood towards Merciless as he caught it.

And upon looking at it, one vile had the name for each.

And asked.

"...If I may, what Spawn does these come from?"

The question was a valid one.

By all means this was a valid question, but the answer he got was not what he was expecting.

"Spawn... Hehehe no noy Guma, those vile contain the very thing you are trying to get your hands on... For Ophelia that vile contains the blood of the 6th originator, for dear little Lucy, contains the blood of the big lord himself. The Origin."

"... Say what now?!"