Vampire: World of Blood
Chapter 224 224: An Unexpected Rebirth

Inside the Mothership, Merciless's eyes fluttered open once more, taking in the familiar sight of his surroundings. But unlike before, when frustration had twisted his expression, a satisfied grin now came on his lips as he trembled and snickered, muttering to himself as he said as such.

"Hehe...hehehehe... Honestly, what an unbelievable entity."

{But… you didn't win, even with that plan of yours, Father. Still, I feel like you're getting close}

"Yeah, but even though I didn't win that time, I finally managed to hurt him."

{Yeah, you took his left arm}

"Heh… just one more hit... one single hit, and I could've ended him. But that's the problem, isn't it? The moment I used Memory Skin to transform into that person, her memories were so overwhelming that I couldn't change back, but her power was so insane that I had to burn through all my occupied tails just to replicate her existence, and even then, it wasn't even a fraction of her true self. Since I am too weak to amount to a fraction of her being."

Merciless said as he finished with.

"Ahh, how troublesome... But it's progress, I guess; it's the closest I have gotten to any kind of damage when fighting that monster."

{Well, do you wish to use Motherblood law again, this time with a revised strategy}

Stella asked her father, and Merciless responded back as such.

"Of cour...

However, before Merciless could finish his sentence, his danger senses flared to life. In that instant, something touched his shoulder from behind.

Instinct took over.

Command kill, break defense, paralyze, blindness, increase pain, multiply pain a hundredfold, slowness, burning tongue, and cellular failure.

At that moment, his body reacts on its own as it responds to the great danger behind him by passively defending itself.

Grand Order activated across the four sharp tips of his tails, each infused with a different Law Command. Without hesitation, they lashed out, striking for the heart, eyes, and neck of whoever had suddenly appeared behind him.

His tails moved on their own, and at that moment, he was about to kill.

He couldn't quite describe it, but the presence behind him...

It felt like death itself had arrived; the feeling itself was hard to describe in of itself.

To Merciless's utter shock, his attack was met with resistance...an unseen force halting his deadly strike mid-air. But before his mind could even process the impossibility of it, something far more jarring happened.

As he sat on his throne, tilting his head up in an attempt to get a clear look at the intruder, his parted lips were suddenly captured by another's, a kiss so brazen, so forcefully invasive that it stole the very breath from his lungs.

A hot, wet tongue shoved past his lips, forcing its way into his mouth without hesitation. His body tensed, eyes widening as a slick, sinuous muscle slithered deeper, curling around his own tongue and coiling like a serpent marking its prey.

The sheer boldness of it sent a jolt through his body, and normally he was the type to be prepared for an ambush, but this was not the kind of ambush he expected!

His hands twitched, instinctively preparing to retaliate, but the moment he tried to move, the intruder pressed in closer, tilting his head back slightly as they deepened the kiss. His breath hitched as the tongue pushed further, past his palate, past the point of comfort, probing the sensitive depths of his throat. His fingers dug into the armrests of his throne as his throat tightened around the invading muscle, a choked sound vibrating between them.

'What the hell...

Merciless said to himself, unable to grasp the random situation he found himself in.

The sensation was overwhelming. This wasn't just some playful teasing; whoever this was, they owned the kiss, devouring him without hesitation, without shame. The tongue of the second-party invader curled around his own and down his throat; he could feel small tendrils on the kisser's tongue; his body, being advanced as it easily picked up the total amount of tendrils on the kisser's tongue, he felt, was exactly 793 of them.

With 8,551 smaller ones with sucker-like motions in total across each tendril, if you were to sound them all, the details of this person's touch were familiar yet unfamiliar at the same time.

Merciless at this moment could feel his strength leave him, and he didn't mean that as a result of the intense pleasure coursing through him.

No, he could literally feel himself being absorbed, was the best way to put it.

'Damn, it... get the fuck off me... Oi Stella...

{On it, father... no freezing time in the ship}

At that moment, the concept of time in the ship was put to a halt; of course, Merciless was unaffected, but to his surprise, the person who should have been affected was not, as Merciless heard a familiar voice in the time-stop world around him.

"How annoying... can I not greet my master with love and affection?"

{Father... this person, my abilities, they are not working on her... she... turned off my law... all systems are do...

"Sigh... another woman... Master is with another woman again... It's infuriating… I was here first. I should matter more... I do matter more…

Without warning, Stella's voice abruptly cut off. Time resumed, but every source of light in the ship went dark. The glowing bioluminescence faded, every power source failed, and even the very concept of energy seemed to have been completely erased.

It was as if someone had twisted a lightbulb the wrong way or flicked a switch that didn't just turn off the lights but shut down everything. Yet Merciless knew this was something far beyond a simple blackout.

He could still feel his connection to Stella, or at least, he should have. But in this void, nothing remained. Absolute darkness surrounded him, pressing in from every direction. Worse still, he couldn't even feel the floor beneath his feet. He couldn't sense his own energy, his breath, or even Stella herself. It was as if everything around him had been erased from existence, leaving only him behind.

Then, in the distance, a pair of neon-blue eyes flickered to life.

However, as he looked at it, something grabbed him from behind, nibbled at his ears, and embraced him in a very intimate way.

However, Merciless did not flinch; rather, he asked.

"Space girl... is that you?"

But the answer he got was not what he was expecting.

"Ahhh… as expected… Master is the most delicious of them all. Your potential, your essence... it's utterly intoxicating... No matter how much I devour, no matter how deeply I sink my teeth into you, it's never enough."

Anastasia said, in a soft, almost lost voice.

"Mmmhh… It's like trying to drink the endless ocean with a single, trembling cup... but I want it... I need it... I need you... I need all of you."

"Master… Master… Master... I love you… I love you so much… so, so much… so much...

"...Ahhh… No Subtance. No one to stop me. No one to take you away. You're mine. You've always been mine, my beloved Master, my one and only Lord…

At these words, Merciless grabbed Anastasia by the hand; he clearly sensed something was wrong with Space Girl.

As such, the moment he grabbed her hand and attempted to pull her entire body over his head to the front, the moment he tried to do that, he realized he could not do it; she was too heavy, which was weird. As such, he turned around to meet Anastasia

"Oi Space Girl tal... oh my god...

Merciless said as his confusion soon turned into shock, and that's when he saw it.

Anastasia... she was completely naked, her large and firm boobs swaying with her erotic movements, her hair covering both nipples; however, something was clearly wrong with her, and that wrongness was as visible as day.

"What the hell happened to you, Space Girl?"

Merciless asked as she watched the current Anastasia; her upper body was still the same, but it was the lower body that freaked her out.

It was a massive, writhing serpent made entirely of glowing neon-blue eyes, thousands, maybe millions, of them, each varying in size, forming an endless, coiling body that stretched across the boundless void of darkness. No matter where he looked, above, below, all around...there was no escape. Those countless, unblinking eyes had swallowed everything.

A cold shudder ran through him as his hand instinctively moved to his stomach. Then, like a cruel joke, the memories came flooding back, the memory of his first death.

"This annoying feeling again."

Merciless said, his four eyes squinting at the situation before him, but one thing was certain: Anastasia was not in her right mind.

But he could feel it.

No, rather, he already more or less grasped what had happened based on the information in the queen's memory.

'This looks a lot like the side effects of Spawnification... Corruption Conversion. When someone who isn't a Spawn gets turned into one, their body is flooded with corruption, forcing a complete transformation, not just physically but mentally, spiritually, and even conceptually.'

'The process reshapes them entirely, and the first transformation is always the most dangerous. Becoming a higher existence requires taking in an enormous amount of corruption, but if their body can't handle it, the transformation fails. When that happens, they don't just die; they turn into a Dark One, a mindless beast of destruction. That's why most attempts at Spawnification end in failure.'

Merciless said to himself as he looked at Anastasia. As he continued, at the same time he was analyzing Anastasia.

'But in Anastasia's case... her transformation isn't failing. It's unstable. Or maybe she is still evolving. Normally, when someone transforms, their new form and abilities take shape based on their personality, while their Authority awakens according to their bloodline's conceptual lineage.'

'For example, those from the Corporeal Lineage are tied to the Body Lineage, while those from the Truth Lineage belong to the Immutable Lineage.'

'Sigh... either way... she needs help stabilizing...

Merciless said inwardly, on the other hand, there was the only way he could think of, on how to help Ana.

"Incomplete, yet still holding on... It seems the memories of me are the only thing keeping you from losing your mind. You're so close... but to make sure you don't turn into a Dark One, maybe you should obsess over me a little more. Hehehehe, even while mostly out of it, you are still so cute Space Girl, now then, I did promise to bed you, didn't I? So let's start our first round somewhere I hold more power... the waking world is mostly boring anyways."

With those words, said, Merciless grabbed Anastasia's face lovingly, as he looked into her eyes and said.

"Sleep... and let us meet inside your dreams."

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