My Blood Legacy: Reincarnated as a Vampire

"You'll have your time, Dante. But don't forget, the clock is always ticking." With that, she vanished in a cloud of black smoke, leaving Dante alone in his destroyed throne room and thoughts.

He returned to the palace.

Quickly, his body felt something changing, as if his soul were... intertwining with something. Dante didn't have time to think; he just looked around and saw the two unconscious women.

"Damn it!" He yelled, but there was no time for questions; he rushed to them as fast as he could.

First, he went to Velryna, who was merely asleep. A relief for him, of course. He turned to Vex.

"She's just asleep too," Voralith said as she appeared beside a black-haired little girl.

"Voralith, what happened to me?" He questioned furiously. However... the Dragon couldn't answer for sure.

"Hard to say, maybe... well, I don't know," she said. Dante, on the other hand, glared at her heavily.

"What do you mean you don't know? You should know!" He shouted at her for the first time, which made... Voralith take offense.

"I don't know, okay? I've never gotten involved with progenitor matters! You guys are clueless and unaware of what you're doing! Always act the same!" She yelled as if... she had been through something really bad because of a Progenitor.

Dante was furious. He relied heavily on Voralith to protect his interior, so... when this happened, part of his trust was broken.

Was he relying too much on her? Well, yes. There's no denying that. Voralith was like a guide for him, showing the best paths to achieve such things, but... he ended up becoming too dependent on the Dragoness.

"Damn it!" He roared internally. He needed to get stronger. Much stronger.

"Eldrax, heal them, please," Dante said, and the little girl in black dress approached them and raised both hands.

Although Eldrax didn't speak much or show interest in social interactions, she had been diligently training with Voralith in Dante's personal Subspace, the Demon King's Mental World.

As Eldrax began to heal the girls, just to be safe, Dante turned to Voralith.

"Lilith invaded my mind again," he commented, and this time, Voralith was surprised by what he said. After all... she didn't sense anything.

"I know it's not your fault, but I think the body will only last a few days," he said and turned to the women who were waking up.

Dante's heart was in his throat, but soon... a Bolt of Energy hit him, and he quickly turned to look in one direction.

"Damn it!" He yelled loudly, and all the women looked at him instantly. "Dorga! You weren't supposed to be here! Damn it!" He cursed.

"All of you! Get ready for battle!" Dante shouted, and they began to rise. "Eldrax, Voralith, vanish," he said, and Vex and Velryna didn't understand.

"Dante! What are you doing?" Velryna questioned, watching him completely change his hair, horns, and clothes.

"What's going to happen from now on, just make sure to keep yourselves safe, and call me Arthur," he spoke. For a second, he questioned if this was necessary, but soon, Divine energy appeared from the heavens in a bolt of immense speed and ferocity.

"Get ready!" He shouted and summoned his new spear, which he had received from Nafiri.

Dante began to channel all his aura into his spear, preparing for the impact, then he spotted in the distance a woman... or rather... Two of them, coming at full speed!

"Damn, you've improved too much," he thought and looked at Vex, clearly saying 'Hide', while Velryna stood up with her real sword in her hands.

"What's coming?" She questioned Dante, but he didn't answer. Then the sky lightly trembled, and Dante saw the women; his entire body froze.

'You weren't supposed to be here.' Dante thought, seeing the arcane mana comet coming towards him, their auras... had changed significantly.

'It's a pity to meet you like this...' He muttered.

"Step away from the Princess, Demon." The blue-haired one clearly said who they were. Nostalgia might have just stayed in their memories, but Dante... had a few flashes of his time in Kryoris, when he met her...

Mature, she seemed to have been through a lot, her eyes were no longer innocent and carried grievances, her body had become more robust and her... well, her front was quite pleasant now. Dante analyzed those curves like a wolf looks at a defenseless sheep.

'You've become so beautiful... even more than before... My Sara.' He thought, as he assumed an Attack position.

He didn't have time to say anything; when he realized it, he had already received a side blow that sent him several kilometers away, a blow so strong that all his ribs broke.

"Argh!" He roared in pain, feeling his whole body twist, but he didn't have time while still flying; another punch came and sank him into a crater in the ground.

"A demon... it's been a while since we've seen one." The familiar voice came, her red eyes fell upon Dante's, and he saw again several flashes of past memories. your-chapter-source

Caves upon caves, night days and... the touch of those lips passed through his head, different from before now...

'Nagasawa... My viper.' He murmured, seeing the bold, strong, and imposing woman, wearing a carbon black top and leather pants, her muscles had developed well, giving the grace of a unique look with her white hair and tanned skin.

'Damn, you look much hotter!' He yelled.

Sara appeared next to Nagasawa, and they stared at Dante's body on the ground. They didn't know it was him, but with the change in appearance after ten years and a new body and aura, it was hard to tell he was Dante. The only thing they knew was that he was dangerous, especially Sara, who felt her golden virtue burning with fury towards this evil.

It was a total defeat. He didn't even have time to stand firm... he was just defeated... Not that he wanted to fight them, he just didn't stand a chance.

These ten years... meant they never stopped training, unlike him, who had to start over.

"Are you sure his aura is coming from him?" Nagasawa questioned. After all... it was pretty easy.

"Yes, absolutely sure," Sara replied, looking into Dante's eyes. "Reveal yourself," she said, but Dante pretended nothing was happening. In fact, he wasn't even listening properly to what they were saying because... well... he was too lovesick for that.

'I should be more upset about them beating me, but it's kinda funny.' He muttered, seeing the expressions of his women who didn't even know they were beating up their own husband. I mean, Nagasawa didn't know she was hitting her own husband, but Sara... well, Sara wasn't a wife, right?

'Come on, old man! Stop watching this! I need help here! They still don't know it's me!' He thought, and soon felt a portal opening.

"Seriously, why you two-" He stopped immediately seeing the situation and looked at Dante, feeling a familiar aura. "So you've revealed yourself, Ziriel." Simon said, and Dante smiled slightly.

'What the hell Ziriel?! Old man, it's me! Dante!' He shouted.

"Hm? Ziriel?" Sara questioned confused, and Simon turned to both of them. "Congratulations, impulsive girls, you almost killed the only person who was on the Princess's side while I was busy." He said with a smile, and both... slightly broke.