Blood Evolution System

Aaron paused in the middle of his speech for a brief moment, and in that very moment, his eyes turned crimson, showing that he was feeling highly emotional, and only then did he continue, "No! I am sure that the countermeasures I left in place would've been enough for you to deal with the crimson one. I believe that not only because I trust in my abilities but also because you're my son, and I believe in you. I'm sure that you would've grown strong enough to reseal it by the time it would've managed to escape from the space created by the nine seals."

A thoughtful look flashed across Vincent's eyes. Most of what had happened to him were all designated by his father.

His father left behind his most fabulous lucky encounter.

Afterward, he guided him to the place where he could safely become strong enough to hunt beasts.

Then, there were many events connected to him.

Even his very first innate racial trait that let him keep his cool under any circumstances might be related to him.

Aaron calmed down his emotion, and his eyes returned back to their original color. "Ahem, it is time to make some things clear." Seriousness permeated the air. "Many people of our race who lose themselves in the pleasure of drinking blood are affected by a curse. It causes them to sink deeper into their madness, making them worse than beasts. They become monstrous beings who are always in search of prey. They do not stop unless they are cured or killed. Although there is a way to fix them, it's costly and has a low chance of working. So, we mostly kill them. It's cold, but that's how we are.

"Back to the main point, a child was born with a deadly variant of this curse. The heinous curse could manifest itself as a persona to corrupt the child and the others around him. It had never happened before and was something only mentioned in ancient records, a sort of a prophecy that defined the child as a monster who will be the end of his race and the universe as we know it. Many people knew about the birth of the child, and they wanted to murder it in its cradle. Kill it before it would grow up to kill them. Kill my child in front of me! How could I allow them to do that?!"

Vincent's head throbbed. He was the child that others wanted dead. The moment he came to this realization, he felt immense pain in his heart and his mind. Then, something clicked. A dam seemed to have shattered, causing water to flow out in large waves. Many memories hiding in the deepest recess of his subconscious surged out, making him remember what he had long forgotten.

He saw a luxurious room, one that would warm the eyes and fill anyone's vanity just by looking at it. He saw moonlight glossing over everything in this room. Many maids were present in the room. A little deeper into the room, there was a beautiful woman with a big tummy. She was lying down on the bed, and there was a painful expression on her face. Push, many people were saying the same word. She held the hand of a very handsome man, dressed in royal clothes. Grace and majesty seemed to be radiating from him. Dozens of magicians stood around him, and they were casting spells on the woman, helping her give birth safely.

The woman lifted her eyelid. There was a see-through window above her head. She saw the black sky of the world that had never seen the day, turning red, almost as if a sun was descending upon it. Then, harsh winds started to blow outside the room, around the palace, and they spread outward, reaching the deepest and darkest corners of the empire. Tens of thousands of crows flocked to the skies and started cawing as if announcing the birth of a monster, and at that very moment, the woman heard the cry of a newborn.

Although what happened was too bizarre for her and her husband, she still looked at her child with gentle, loving eyes. The child opened his eyes, causing everyone to gasp in surprise. The newborn child was born with the most previous of ruby eyes, one with many intricate designs. He wasn't pure-blooded, yet he was born with what everyone desired! Royal eyes, something that destined him to be able ten thousand and only below one! He could order the entire race except for the most regal of blood, and they would've to follow his words unconditionally. Such was their tradition and culture.

The first thing reflected in the child's ruby eyes was the joyful face of his father, one that revealed his blood-sucking fangs. His smile looked so terrifying that the child started to cry. The man laughed, and the woman scolded him weakly. The woman extended her hand, and the man happily passed the crying child to her.

The woman used a finger to caress her child's face, and she was extremely gentle in her actions as she was afraid that she would hurt him. Many weird things were happening around them, but she didn't notice it, nor did her husband. Their eyes never moved away from the child, and they missed the abnormalities occurring around them.

The child looked extremely pure, making others think that he would not be able to even harm a fly.

However, his cry was enough to make others go mad. Some second after it was born, the curse started to show its effect. Although nobles were resistant to its temptation and the royal blooded weren't affected by it, it easily influenced the commoners, causing them to enter a state of madness.

Most of the servants in this room went crazy, including the personal maid of the child's mother, one she treater like her sister. Their bodies swelled to a monstrous degree, and their eyes burst from their sockets.