Limitless Evolution: The Path To Immortality

"The destroyer of worlds?" Silas asked with a knowing smile.

Veronica controlled her facial expressions and smiled as well.

"Yes." 

Suddenly, her facial expression changed, and she repeated her previous question.

"What do you want?" She asked once more, cutting straight to the case.

"The real question is what you want. You are the ruby core." Silas chuckled.

"You're right, but I'm a little bit of a pacifist you see. I wouldn't force you into anything you might not want." She smiled back.

"Oh really? Did the king teach you that too?" Silas raised a mocking brow.

"Once you live as long as me, you understand that pain, destruction, and violence isn't the answer to everything." She muttered, yet her voice was as clear to Silas' ears as when she spoke normally.

She looked to the side, her eyes filled with a sense of longing. Her eyes were pointed upwards, and when Silas looked in the direction with his mystic eyes, he saw what she was looking at.

Her eyes gazed upon the moon as if there was nothing in between blocking her vision.

"Ruling with an iron fist only brings pain and misery to both parties." She narrowed her eyes and looked back at Silas.

"So what will it be?"

"I'm assuming you want my abilities as an alchemist." Silas' smirk remained evident, and his gaze remained vigilant. 

"You're half right." She sighed, knowing full well that the boy... No. The man before her knew exactly where the conversation was going to go.

He was the kind of person to ask a question while already knowing the answer. You never truly know what he knows and what he doesn't. 

In her eyes, he was a giant question mark. The fairy-like stories about him were just that. Stories. They didn't mean anything in front of the real deal.

Plus, how could she know that he had become THAT Seth Evergreen? For all she knew, this might be a much younger version that was not the same one that she had heard about in the mythos and legends. 

'I have to be careful about what I say in front of him.' She thought before speaking once more.

"What you just did. Changing the characteristics of a organic matter..."

"Can you do that on people?" She asked, her eyes wavering for a moment.

"And if I could? What would you pay to have such a thing by your side?" Silas tilted his head to the side with curiosity written all over his expression.

"I'll help you against the humans that have taken your family." She spoke adamantly, yet simultaneously, his words felt like ones without meaning. As if what she had just said didn't mean anything to her.

"You speak as if you are not a human." Silas pointed out.

'This bastard.' Her brows twitched as she tried her best to stop herself from letting out a scowl at his words.

"Let me guess? From your pale skin, fangs, and weird mana core, I can assume you're a vampire, right?" He quickly winked at her, making her narrow her eyes further.

"Yes. That is correct." She gritted her teeth.

"My understanding of vampires is pretty narrow. We didn't have them in my previous world. Or at least, they weren't real back then." Veronica's eyes widened when she heard his words. She couldn't believe he would talk about his previous world so casually. After all, despite knowing about his previous world, she felt like it was impossible to get someone like him to talk about it.

"Not real?" She hid her confusion and shock behind a question.

"Though, from my knowledge, I can tell you that there are quite a few similarities between the myths of vampires back then and the vampires in this world.

My understanding tells me that you are a tribe of the demon race, a little like how the felines are a tribe of the beastkin race. There are different types of demons, some being considered stronger than others. The demon race was cursed back during the war between you guys and the humans..." Silas paused and looked at her, his gaze piercing into her soul.

"Though, I doubt you were born a vampire. Most likely, you were transformed into one. Each part of the demon race has their own curse, per se, since the curse on the demon race manifests itself differently depending on which race you are...

And since you are a vampire, the curse has manifested in a way that made it impossible for you guys to walk out in the sun without burning to a crisp and impossible for you to procreate. I'm assuming there are a few other weaknesses, but damn... You guys would be pretty strong if the curse didn't exist. I wonder how we won the war in the first place." Silas chuckled, but Veronica was not surprised by his knowledge. 

It made sense for him to know so much, and she could assume that even if he didn't learn everything from a book or a person with vast knowledge, he most likely understood the situation by simply connecting the dots.

"Oooh! Let me guess. You assume the curse has not cursed your bodies or souls but changed your genetics forever. And you want me to change your genetics so you don't have to suffer like the rest of your kind. You either want me to change you back to a human, or change you into a vampire free of the curse." Silas inferred.

"As expected from you. I didn't even have to explain myself." She sighed; however, she knew that he got a few things wrong. Of course, with him assuming everything independently, she only had to tell him whether he was right or wrong, unwilling to speak more than needed.

"Heh... But I won't do it. Not for the price you have given me." Silas shrugged.

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