Nameless King

Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.

Space trembled violently as it twisted more and more as if someone was on the other side. Then, out of nowhere, a hand appeared as shards of space flew aside, and out came the same man the girl had just killed.

Space was quickly restored as the shaking stopped.

The man shook the dust off his coat, turned his neck a few times, and with a calm look said, "Death Ghost Dagger, right? It's not a bad toy, but... you don't seem to know who you're trying to kill. It's definitely not your level."

Despite the fact that the man had just lost his arms and was destroyed to the very last drop of blood, there were no injuries on his body. Moreover, he acted as if nothing serious had happened.

"How...? How is it possible...? You're dead... Even you couldn't recover from nothing..." The girl muttered in a trembling voice while in disbelief.

"At the end you said it was revenge for your family, right?" The man asked as he stared at her.

The girl nodded, though she didn't want to at all, as though her instincts made her do it.

"I see... Looking into your eyes I remembered you and your family, it happened about 600 years ago, didn't it? Well, I must say it was a mistake." The man uttered while shaking his head.

"What...? Do you regret what you did...?" The girl asked with a dazed look as she took a step back.

"Yeah." The man nodded.

'Does even someone like him understand what compassion is...? It doesn't change anything, but if he's remorseful, then maybe I have a chance to get out of here alive...' The girl muttered inwardly as she tried to figure out how to use this strange situation.

Whoooooooooosh.

The man stepped forward, and he appeared right in front of the girl.

"Then I was hungry, so I had to kill your family. I did it for nothing, as your family blood actually tasted disgusting, just garbage." The man said with an ice-cold look as he touched the tip of his finger to the girl's forehead.

'Garbage...? The girl inwardly muttered while her body was splitting apart due to the incredible pressure.

The man's power destroyed her as her body exploded. All that was left of the girl was a few specks of blood spreading across the stone floor of the castle.

"Agh... After all these years I woke up and the first thing I saw was some girl, moreover she is an Elf, what a shame." The man sighed as he swung his hand.

The blood was gone as there was nothing else to remind him that anyone had been there.

Whoooooooooosh.

There was a mighty rush of wind with a few flecks of flame as someone appeared in the castle aisle. It was Krakos, whose eyes shone brightly and there was an excited smile on his face.

"My Lord, you are finally awake." Krakos said in a respectful manner as he approached the man and knelt down.

"Krakos... That's right, I knew you were coming, though someone beat you to it." The man said in a calm voice as a slight smile appeared on his face.

"Hmm? What are you talking about?" Krakos asked with a confused look as he raised an eyebrow.

"Never mind. It was just a little warm-up. Krakos, I hope you didn't come empty-handed." The man asked as he stared at Krakos.

"Of course not. Though it happened by accident, I found something special for you." Krakos smirked and pulled a vial of scarlet blood from his belt.

"What is it?" The man took the vial in his hands and opened it as a powerful aroma of blood rushed to his nose, absolutely special.

"Human blood? The last time I tasted it was years ago." The man uttered with a calm expression, then his eyes opened wide as he sensed something, "It can't be... It's the blood of the Nameless King... How could you get it? He died a long time ago... Was his blood hidden somewhere?"

"No. I happened to meet the heir of Nameless King, so I decided to take his blood." Krakos said in a serious voice.

"The heir of the Nameless King? But, he didn't have children, I know that for a fact since he wanted to do it when it was over..." The man muttered while in confusion before taking a sip.

Blood spilled down his throat as he immediately felt a rush of strength. For any vampire, unique blood was like a delicacy, especially at this level.

"Well, if he has an heir, then that was part of his plan. Is it possible to become an heir by accident unless by bloodline?" The man muttered in a thoughtful way as he moved the vial of blood into the ring.

"I don't know. The identity of the Nameless King is a true myth." Krakos said as he turned his head toward the lid of the coffin, "My Lord, what will you do next?"

"Hmm... I guess I'll just wait for now. More than that, I want to see how the world has changed in my absence. Though it has separated the Land of the Gods from the rest of the world, now all roads are open again." The man muttered while rubbing his chin before stepping forward toward the castle exit.

"Things are changing rapidly, especially now. It's not just me who's awake, but the others as well." The man said in a calm voice as his eyes grew deeper.

He saw what others were unable to detect. As in Lands of the Gods, several massive pillars of energy of different colors appeared. They were so powerful and dense that they looked like the coming of beings for whom the rank of god is but a stepping stone to true power. Above the dark castle was a similar pillar of energy that was no smaller than the others.

"The Arkans have no choice, now they will have to act, they can no longer wait. However, it makes no sense for me to rush, because everything depends on what Sven is up to, his plans are inscrutable." The man told before to leave the castle as Krakos followed him.

The only thing left in the castle was a coffin with something written on the lid.

'Alucard, Progenitor of Vampires, The Immortal.'