"Wow, you guys are a weird group, but given our world’s power structure, I should not be shocked. But, how enviable! You have a hot-ass Shawty who can manipulate space and time, a tough Buttler who can make monsters from his thoughts, and this adorable little ball of fuck around and find out who is a living genetic library; she is essentially a chimera in a weird way. And you big guy, well, hehe... you haven’t revealed what your Ichor is as yet, but it’s most likely something extremely broken as fuck; probably a biotype like mine, and most of the new members who are all attempting to join the House of Ghal."
Lucy observed as she glanced up at Merciless, but Ophelia began to wander around Substance, checking her out from top to bottom, commenting in a very thirsty tone.
"Oh my, so this is how you would have looked as a female; now that’s hot, say does she have a dick down there?"
*STABB!*
"AHGGA, you demonic bitch!!"
Ophelia said again as Lucy pierced through her feet with dagger heels for speaking out of turn, her hands folded as she returned her gaze to Merciless and stated as such.
"Again, pay this horny kitsune no mind."
"Heheh... well, either way; it was ni...
However, before Merciless could finish responding, his attention was drawn back to the entrance. The reason for this was that Black Tail picked up two powerful auras heading this way beyond the door; these auras were so large that they eclipsed every other person’s aura in the room combined.
Naturally, Merciless was the first to pick up these auras; they were powerful and very old at that. His eyes behind his blindfold had a serious glare in them. Lucy and Hector could feel the presence of two very powerful beings coming from behind the door.
And it wasn’t long until the gang could see what was beyond those doors, and when they did, everyone saw two people standing side by side, dressed in blue skunk tights; clearly, this was some type of combat-themed outfit.
Merciless had no idea who they were, yet Hector, Lucy, and even Ophelia all spoke at the same moment.
Hector: "The synergy twins, how unexpected."
Lucy: "Wow, to think these two monsterous assholes would also be on our team!!"
Ophelia: "Holy shit, their ES is over 9,000,000 each."
Merciless responded to Hector’s request by sending him a telepathic message.
’Hector, who are these two?’
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’My alpha, these two are rather famous within the vampire community, despite their youth; on the right is the eldest of the twins, Albedo Neopromethean; and on the left is the younger twin sister, Abadis Neopromethean; both of them are from clan Loviatar; both of them are true-pure-blooded vampires; and both of them are from the royal Neopromethan family. I don’t know much about their Ichor, but I do know some minor information about them as a whole. For starters, the elder brother with the horns possesses some form of energy-based power via the use of his ichor. The sister herself, based on what I’ve seen and heard, can create life; you see those bubble-like things on her head. Well, those are embryos that she can use to generate gnarly-looking and equally strong monsters to battle for her.’
’However, I am aware that they both have a blood talent just like yourself; Albedo’s blood talent is related to psionics, which are the vampiric capabilities that grant you access to all other Esper foundation skills. In his instance, he can manage fire to such an extent that his flames bend space itself owing to how hot they may become; in short, he is an extremely powerful pyromancer; rumors even say that due to the nature of his ichor and blood talent, he is impervious to the sun.’
’On the other hand, that frigid beauty with blue skin... yep, Ichor aside, her blood talent is extremely powerful, and it has to do with psionics just like her older brother, and much like her brother, who has dominion over an element of creation. She can control time by creating giant or micro-temporal-sized chrono fields, allowing her to speed up or slow down time within. Imagine you are a 56-year-old human being, but you suddenly piss this lady off, and she uses her field to either speed up the time inside it, causing you to age instantly, or reverse the time within it, erasing you from existence. Definitely not the sort of woman with whom you want to make enemies with.’
Hector spoke, surprising Merciless in the process. As a consequence, Merciless felt something when he heard how powerful these two were—not just them, but everyone he’d met thus far. Inside, he was overjoyed to be surrounded by so many powerful individuals. At the same time, he was overwhelmed by the massive power differential. A kitsune that can erase history and even concepts from existence simply by hiding them.
A butler with the ability to separate the lining between fiction and reality, a variant with insane powers over space and time that can undo the very fundamental lining of cause and effect within the entire cosmology, and a slime that can replicate the cells of others within herself, taking the form of all those she has eaten, gaining all natural traits and power in the process to add to her arsenal.
A green goth who claims to be able to one-shot a certain Kitsune with her thoughts alone, a cyborg who is far stronger than the other two goths, and now a pair of overpowering twins with fire and time base powers so powerful that simply being hit by either of them spells doom.
Every one of them was in a league of their own; each had their own special power, and each was a powerhouse he would lose to in a straight fight. Or so Black Tail assessed; against these twins, he had a 5% chance of winning, while against the green goth, he had an 18% chance of winning, but against the cyborg, he had a miserable 0% chance of winning, but when facing off with the kitsune, he had a surprising 40% chance of winning, and with Hector, as predicted, he had a 0% chance of winning.
It was at that point that he felt a competitive spark ignite inside his nonexistent soul, causing him to clench his fist in excitement. Of course, this was his Michellian blood taking over; his tremendous passion for battle and power going deeper than any other Michellian was extremely evident based on his smile alone.
He did, however, hear one of the twins’ voices. It was none other than Abadis who began to speak, as she remarked with disdain while staring at Lucy and the rest of the goths.
"I thought I smelled a horrible odor of garbage emanating from this place. But I was mistaken; it’s only a gang of saquats, and from clan Jahad nonetheless. Tell me, traitors of our Loviatar clan, how does it feel to obtain independence after utilizing our valuable clan resources to come to power?"
"Fuck off, smurfette. You want to go?"
Ophelia said in an insulting manner as she shouted at the top of her lungs, causing her aura to become apparent to others around her. It was a dark purple, and it felt quite unpleasant, to say the least, and all of that dark aura, along with the pressure it caused, was pointed directly at Abadis, who only had an unimpressed expression on her face.
Lucy, on the other hand, stayed cool, but her face displayed a mischievous, if not somewhat threatening, smile as she spoke to Ophelia.
"Now... now, Ophelia, don’t do anything foolish, and don’t let her get into your head; she enjoys your anger; after all, that’s what she wants. And as for you, my dear, let us not raise a commotion now, shall we? Or are you upset because Big Brother forgot to change your diaper?"
Lucy spoke with immediate disdain for Abadis; on the other hand, veins began to protrude from Abadis’ head as she began to pull one of the bubble-like eggs from that floating thing above her head that resembled a hat, as she said with great annoyance and slight anger.
"Tsk, it’s been long overdue that I enforce discipline on you dogs; you worthless Jahads will know who I am today."
"Bring it, bitch!! I’m not afraid of your pets."
Lucy instantly proceeded to create a large scythe out of nowhere in thin air within her hands, coated with a strange-looking green substance on the curve edges, most likely some type of poison.
As she flashed a fairly demonic, deranged, and equally murderous smile, on the other hand, the unexpected occurred. Albedo reached out his hands to halt Abadis, stunning her as she spoke while turning to her older brother.
"Seize this madness this instant, Abadis; we came here to take an exam, not to play with a clan of fakers."
"Who the hell are you calling fakers? You fucking asshole."
Ophelia leaped in to chastise Albedo for disrespecting her clan in that manner; however, Albedo paid her no mind at all, barely acknowledging her existence. No, it was as if she didn’t exist for him at all.
Abadis, on the other hand, who desired all of the smoke, turned to her twin brother and spoke.
"BUT BROTHERRR!!...
Albedo, on the other hand, began to communicate with Abadis via telepathy, as he said to her.
’Abadis, as our mother once said to us when she pointed out our greatest flaws, you need to focus on your emotions and get them under control; being impetuous will cost you your life one of these days. And these fakers aren’t the only ones around either; take a look at that tall man, or better yet, the old man next to him.’
Albedo noted as he gestured for Abadis to have a look at the person he called out, and the minute she spotted the elderly guy alongside Merciless, she tensed up in terror in that moment as she diverted her glance back to her brother and commented.
’What the hell is that unkillable monster doing here?’
’I’m not sure, but it appears that mother’s visions were correct, the 7th... no, it’s too early to make assumptions, but if clan Michellian has sent someone like him here to protect this unknown person, the chances are high, and that tall man in white is most likely the chosen kilde of the Lord of Desires, creator of the seven weapons of grace, but that’s still an IF. But even so, I’m not the kind to make quick judgments based on what I see in front of me; we have little knowledge, and believing Mother’s future vision isn’t always a good thing.’
’We came here to join the house of Ghal on the direct commands of the 3rd progenitor. Even our cousin Ella has come to help, to ensure that one of our mother’s prophecies goes as foretold, despite the fact that she was also unaware of our secret objective or the reason why the third even sent her here to begin with. All we have to do is establish friendly connections with him, and if what Mother said is correct, that man’s offspring should also be coming here, right? I hope he does, Jordan the Soul Teller is another person we should establish contact with.’
Albedo stated, obviously acting in accordance with the more advantageous method rather than paying any heed to these fakers. Why give anything below them the time of day when feeding the bigger fish was a better option?
And with that, Abadis decides to let go of the matter, her rage quickly diminishing as she loses motivation to even murder the goth club. On the other hand, she gave Hector one more look before speaking to her brother.
’You are right, brother. Still, it’s insane to imagine that Lord Seventh would assign the former squad leader of the famed Squad Ullr to protect this kid. He is quite lucky to have the firstborn son of Loki, one of the seventh Progenitor’s ten great overlords, to protect him. Tsk, I’m strong, but this old geezer’s physical power is just ridiculous. I once witnessed him split an entire continent in half during his semi-bestial transformation when they destroyed the church of Yalzed. Legend even states that his true form is so large he can swallow the sun whole in one bite.’
’Indeed, sister, now then please contain your rage; and let us introduce ourselves, then wait for the others to arrive; we have the edge here after all; mother foresight will bring us many benefits to come in this exam, provided we play our cards right, of course.’
As a result, Abadis sneered at the demonic green goth as she returned one of her embryos to the nest to be used later, while also looking at Lucy and commenting as such.
"Praise your lucky star above that my brother is merciful to you lots."
"Yeah, sweetheart, I’m not praising anyone; he can kiss my ass for all I care, but since you are too pussy to face me, I will let you off the hook. I don’t like to bully those who are weaker than me anyway. But if you ever need a good beatdown, you know where to find me. Tsk, and with that, my mood is ruined. Let go, girls; I no longer want to be this close to this bitch and her twin."
Lucy commented as she began to unsummon her scythe, right after she proceeded to move away from the twins. On that note, Lucy stops in her tracks and says to Merciless:
"I look forward to working with you, Merciless, and I apologize for that horrible display I showed you earlier, but I have to put a bitch in her place when she begins acting up. Either way, big man, I’ll chat to you later."
Lucy spoke as she and Avrora began to walk back to their seats; Ophelia, on the other hand, strolled behind them, but not before speaking with Merciless, who had caught her interest.
"You will definitely be seeing more of me later as well, handsome. Toodaloo for now, sugar."
And with that, the goth club went their separate ways, leaving Merciless and his servants with the twins.
However, as Ophelia caught up to Lucy, apparently pleased with something as she hummed to herself, Lucy began to interrogate her, giving her a serious expression.
"Alright, you horny fox, spit it out; what is Merciless total (ES)?"
"Hmm... oh that, hahah... yeah, I don’t know!"
"HAAA? What do you mean you don’t know? Stop playing games with me, Ophelia; my mood is really sour right now, so please stop the cap and be serious for once."
"But I am serious for once; I am not playing with you at all. That man’s existence score literally exists on a distinct level of existence from what we know it, and my powers can’t read something that is beyond me to such an immense degree."
"Are you serious?"
"Dead serious; after all, it didn’t give me a number; it gave me a sentence instead."
"A sentence?"
Lucy was a little surprised by Ophelia’s response.
"Yap, that’s bizarre; I’ve never seen anybody with such a strange existence as his; it may be his ichor, an ancient artifact, or something else entirely. But whatever it was, I have a horrible feeling about looking any deeper into the topic. That statement was a warning, and I’m not bold enough not to follow it."
"A warning, you say, and what exactly did it say?"
Lucy asked, as she was plainly fascinated by Merciless’ strange existence.
"It said, "Don’t even try, little fox; if you’re not everywhere and nowhere, it’s meaningless to even fathom his existence at this point," or something along those lines."
Ophelia stated this as she walked along with Lucy, who placed her hands on her chin and proceeded to consider something before speaking.
"Everywhere and nowhere, ha?" "I don’t understand what that means; is he everywhere or something? Aaghh, men, this is all so confusing. *sigh* Either way, let’s drop this topic for now; but Merciless, you are starting to grow on me; I do like a man with a big mystery behind him."
Lucy’s last remarks came before she took a seat with her pals. Merciless, on the other hand, was now in front of the synergy twins, who were approaching him; for some reason, he got along well with his fellow vampires. Merciless wondered if it was his natural charm or something else in play.
However, he didn’t have time to worry about that right now since the first of the twins to arrive and greet him was by far one of the most attractive and muscular men he’d ever seen; heck, he was completely and totally otherworldly.
But he found it unusual that these two didn’t wear blindfolds, and he didn’t have to either if he didn’t want to. On the other hand, these two were definitely powerful as fuck; from a distance, they seemed to exist in another plane of existence, but up close like this, he may as well be looking death in the face from right and left of him.
The man before him stood 6’4—a little shorter than his present height—but he possessed just as much muscle as he does currently. However, if there was one thing this man could claim, it was that he was actually sparkling from head to toe; even his hair was emitting a bright shine of some sort.
He donned a skin-tight blue combat costume that displayed his incredible physique, but due to the strange pink energy pouring from within himself, a portion of the suit illuminated a startling dark purple, giving him a badass look appearance-wise.
And, like the purplish-pink glow he puts out, his entire eye, down to the sclera, was a brilliant neon pink; the entire thing was like a bright glowstick, and gazing at it for too long damages your eyes. However, his hair was a bright neon blue color, and it was long and straight. But the most distinguishing characteristic of Albedo was the strange pair of black horns on his head. They didn’t appear natural up close, but from a distance, they did. His horns are artificial; they were clearly implanted in his head for some reason.
But when it came to his sister, Abadis, Merciless thought she looked far more alien-like than that of a vampire. For starters, her unusual blue skin stuck out the most, but her beauty, like other female vampires he had encountered, did not lag behind. No, she was so gorgeous that he decided he wanted to include her in his collection of possible wives-to-be. Don’t misunderstand Merciless; he may be cruel, but any female under his care will be treated like a queen. After all, he is a royal vampire, albeit not pureblooded because he was not conceived naturally, but he is still a legitimate true vampire. And of course, the king cannot march to battle without his queens to support him.
Abadis, like her brother, donned a blue battle costume that was skin-tight. He wasn’t sure what these outfits did, but he thought they looked awesome. Abadis, despite being on the thin and lean side, did not fall too short of her brother’s height; heck, she was also extremely tall, at least 6’3 in height. Her hair was blue, identical to her older brother’s, and her eyes were bright pink as well.
Going higher and looking above her head, she had something that stuck out just as much as her brother’s black metallic horns. It was something like a hat, but it didn’t have the right shape; instead, it was like a floating singularity that housed hundreds, if not thousands, of little bubbles with miniature monster-like embryos within.
And as soon as he spotted those, Black Tail began to quiver with excitement, requesting Merciless to get his hands on a couple dozen of them since they would significantly increase his strength if they ate even one; however, in order to do so, he would need to get closer to Abadis first.
And, despite the fact that the Abadis lacked enormous boobs, they were perky, firm, and even inviting. But she did have some extremely thick thighs, as well as a solid and bouncy ass.
Merciless look at Albedo, the two staring down at each other. At first, the atmosphere was heavy, but to Merciless surprise, Albedo smiled at him, extending his hand for a handshake. Merciless looked at his hand and smiled back. And the moment he grabbed on to it, the two just stayed there and held each other’s hands.
But little did everyone know.
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On that very day.
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A mutual understanding was born between men.
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*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!*
A tremendous explosion could be heard as Merciless and Albedo proceeded to test one another, engaging in a war of sheer physical power as they began to squeeze each other’s hands so hard that the entire room shook violently. As tremendous shockwaves sprang from their hands alone. From there, a bright aura consisting of many neon colors and a dark golden aura with an ominous black outline began to clash somewhat with each other.
The floor underneath the two of them began to dent inward as the steel on the walls and floor melted quickly in the presence of these two young royal vampires. Albedo, naturally defying gravity, floated in the enormous dent beneath their feet. Merciless, on the other hand, was supporting his enormously hefty body weight via the assistance of Black Tail, which fastened itself to the bottom of a dented crater, the lava doing little to no damage to its skin tissues at all.
However, none of the two could defeat the other, resulting in a tie in this massive and masculine handshake between two powerhouses.
However, before they let go of each other’s hands, they introduced themselves.
"Albedo Maximum Neopromethean... of clan Loviatar and Azamite; son of Grand Duke Izanthi the void walker and the first oldest Grand Elder of Clan Azamite; queen of slaughter Hexeria Sephiroth; and grandson of the third and second Progenitors. I am a natural-born pureblooded hybrid true vampire, but you can simply call me Max."
"As of right now, I cannot reveal my true identity due to the complexity of my birth and due to the order’s of my sire who brought me into this wonderfully dark and chaotic world gave me; however, you can simply call me Merciless."
"Is that so? Oh well, all will be revealed in time either way; its an honor to meet you, Merciless."
"The feeling is mutual, Max."
An unusual bond was formed on that day when Merciless met his best buddy and second-sworn brother. In the future, these two were said to be such a dynamic combo that when they fought together, they were venerated far and wide throughout creation as the unrivaled brothers of chaos.
However, that is a story for another day.
