I was dragged by the Harpyie again. We arrived at a place I remember as where Max the Golden Retriever and I met. Also a few blocks from that place I met Timmy.
"What happened to Max and Timmy? What happened to them?" I worry about the two furry creatures. "Well, this really surprised me," said Harpyie, tapping the wand against his forehead.
"You know, Max is so happy with his new Master. He is so loyal to his grandfather and always with him wherever he goes. Then Timmy, he became Master to the humans who adopted him. Ha, ha, ha. It's funny that somehow your work was successful on animals." The harpyie snapped the wand three times.
Two scenes where Max always follows the grandfather who helps him. The fur boy looks happy by always wagging his tail every time his grandfather calls him. What is very funny is actually the scene belonging to Timmy the orange cat. He is so spoiled and bossy. His wish was always the Master's priority—slave, I mean. I'm glad they live happily with caring humans.
"Maybe because the memories of animals are simple. If there is care and love that surrounds them, then they can easily move on with their lives after their memories are erased," explained Harpyie, "Unlike humans who have complex thoughts, if they lose one trace of memories then it will be difficult for them to be able to move on."
I silently studied Harpyie's explanation. Yes, humans are complicated creatures. I know it. Because before I became a vampire I also had memories, memories and strange dreams. If one was missing, I would be very confused. Ah, I suddenly thought of a teenage girl who looked like that. Porcelain doll, Antoinette.
"Antoinette's fate is worse, Claude." Harpyie said without looking at me. I'm wide-eyed. My heart beats fast. I can't bear to think about what happened to that poor girl.
"Unfortunately, you say?" Harpyie turned to me and she squinted as if surprised by my thoughts. Harpyie grabbed my hand. We went back into the time and space portal. We went to the hall of a mental hospital. Harpyie led me into a room. Because we are currently traversing time and space so that our bodies cannot be seen by humans. We entered a room whose walls were lined with some kind of foam covered in some kind of white synthetic leather. All I know is that the room is for patients with severe mental disorders.
"Don't tell me Antoinette was put in this room, Harpyie," I stammered worriedly.
"Look in the corner of this room. You know him, don't you?" Harpyie pointed with a time stick at the figure of the girl sitting in the corner of the room. I gasped in disbelief.
"Antoinette!" Harpy nodded.
Meanwhile, my heart suddenly felt sad. What happened to the girl? Did her memories disappear even make her worse off?
"You're wrong, Claude," said Harpyie, reading my mind. "That girl got something terrible after you lost the memory of her father."
The Harpyie snapped the time wand three times. There is a scene where Antoinette wakes up after her memories are erased and I leave her on the hospital bed. The girl woke up with an unusual expression on her face. His gaze was so cold and what was more worrying I felt the murderous aura from the girl.
There was even a disgusting smell of Antoinette's blood. I felt extremely nauseous after smelling the scent of Antoinette. It felt like my breath was blocked by the smell of rotting human corpses.
"What's this?" I asked, I smelled the stench from Antoinette's body.
"What do you think?" asked the Harpy. I shook my head.
"Antoinette's memory of her father shouldn't be erased. You know why? See!" I witnessed a horrific thing that I thought was impossible for a beautiful girl, the porcelain doll.
A nurse appeared with medicine for Antoinette. The nurse was surprised to see the special jacket for the mentally ill completely removed from Antoinette's body. The nurse was horrified to find Antoinette removed from the jacket. He was about to leave the room where Antoinette was being cared for. But unfortunately for the nurse. Antoinette attacked him by lunging at the nurse's body. Then Antoinette blindly bit the nurse's throat. Similar to what Frederika did to Darek. So that after being caught by other medical staff, Antoinette was locked up in an isolated place and returned to wearing a jacket for the mentally ill. Wait, one thing popped into my mind. What I saw first, Frederika's face was identical to Antoinette's. Perhaps? "You realize now?" asked Harpyie, snapping me out of my thoughts about Antoinette. "So, the Frederika in Antoinette's memories is herself. She killed her own father." Harpyie nodded firmly at my analysis.
"In Antoinette's soul there is another soul who is a sadistic psychopath. It is all the fault of her father who made Antoinette as Frederika's replacement. He treats his son viciously. Because no one cares about his fate, Antoinette creates another alter within him. A strong figure, cruel and heartless," explained Harpyie.
"And I was the one who let go of the figure of Frederika until it completely controlled Antoinette's body, then the memory of her father was actually the restraint of the figure of Frederika in Antoinette from doing sadistic things," I continued.
"Well, you're smart, Claude." Harpyie chuckled as I responded to her explanation of Antoinette.
Weird, really weird. My job is really risky. However, why did Memória allow all this? Honestly, I'm pissed right now.
“How about it, huh? Regarding Memória, I already said she has a nosy soul. It seems that her purpose was to watch you play her game in messing with human memories,” explained Harpyie, “the curse she gave was indeed the duty of the Creator to punish you, Claude. But , there should be further explanation so that the memories form a hope."
"I don't understand. What is meant by memories forming a hope?" I asked.
“I'll explain after helping you solve the problem of the task you're doing. This is a solution from me so you don't get harsh punishment for Memória's actions. After all, these are just some of the mistakes I've shown you. keep messing up human memories if I just let it go."
"So what's the solution?" I asked curiously.
"Easy." The Harpyie hit the wand once against the floor, to stop the human world's time.
Harpyie approached Antoinette who was huddled in the corner of the room. He pulled out his claws that curled like sickles. Then, he scratched the skin of Antoinette's forehead. Blood gushed from the Harpyie's slashed fingernails.
"Take this Antoinette's blood back," Harpyie ordered.
"Wait, I don't want to. Then the other memories of hers will disappear. What will happen next? What will Antoinette be?" I turned down the Harpyie for fear of losing another important memory.
"Tch, you're fussy! Just follow my orders. After all, memories will be lost if they really want to be erased. Ah, it shouldn't be removed anyway. But, just do it!" growled the Harpy. I drew closer to Antoinette.
I grabbed the shoulders of the frozen teenage girl, then sucked the blood. Harpyie put her palm on the top of my head. Then cast a spell.
"Memórias, voltam alma do dono!" ️¹
Unlike when I lost my memories, where my head felt like it was hit by a hammer. Now the pain of flashes is imperceptible. I can still consciously witness the memories. In my head the memories of Antoinette's past that I had lost.
"What should I do after this?" I asked Harpyie. "You sort out the memories about Antoinette's father. about his father. Then erase the memories of Frederika too, everyone!" I'm confused about how to sort it out? Hopefully the Harpyie will give you a clue.
And yes, he did give a hint after previously hitting the time stick on my head and saying, "You, stupid!"
Come on, where did I go wrong?
"Sharpen the bad memories then say in your heart, erase those memories!" said the Harpyie.
I followed the birdgirl's orders. One by one the memories I picked up and erased the ones that had to be erased.
"Okay done!" I jumped with joy. My job is done.
I saw Antoinette's initially ghastly eyes begin to turn warmer. "Let's go back to where they were!" I'm tired of traveling through time and space."
"That's good! There are still Miss Alma, Kartika and the last one is Natasha. Their memories must be returned and repaired! And there are still a few more..." said Harpyie while moving her fingers as if counting something.
Hah! It's not like he's fixed some of the memories I erased earlier. For Miss Alma, Kartika and Natasha I want to do it. But others. Please, help me!
"Yes, just imagine for hundreds of years you failed to serve and I have to take responsibility for your mistakes. What do you think I'm not tired of?" grumbled the Harpyie.
Ah, may I borrow the time stick. I want to go back to when I was dying. I would have chosen Morte to take my life right then and there.
¹ Memories return to their owner's soul!
I vomited blood after finishing fixing the memories with the Harpyie. The black blood mixed with the fresh red blood of the humans I sucked as punishment the Harpyie had given me. In my heart I cursed Memória who gave the task of the curse only part of it. I don't understand what the purpose of doing that is. “Explain to me fully the task of the curse of Memória, Harpyie,” I begged the bird girl. Harpyie took me back to the apartment in Saint Petersburg's City, which I don't know who owns. She sat casually, his legs crossed on the sofa. "Ah, wait a minute I'm tired after the long journey of repairing those human memories." Harpyie leaned her head on the sofa. I wonder why the bird girl prefers to use the form of a girl wearing a lolita dress? Is she uncomfortable with her true form? Hearing my thoughts, suddenly Harpyie turned and glared at me who had just come out of the toilet. "I want to use whatever form I want! You don't have to protest, Vampire!" Hardik Harpyie did not acce
The harpyie hissed in Memória's grip. Her body was still struggling to be released. The look in the Harpyie's eyes was fixed on Memória. while I can't move, I can only watch them“What a pitiful young creature. Your attacks are easy to break. Train a thousand years more to beat me,” Memória sneered at Harpyie. "Don't talk too much. You old bastard!" The Harpyie attacked using its sharp clawed claws. Memória dodge spontaneously. But his grip on Harpyie's neck loosened. The harpyie darted into the apartment ceiling. She was stuck to the ceiling with her body upside down. As if gathering the energy concentrated in her legs, with great speed the Harpyie was about to lunge at Memória again using the claws in her hands. Memória blocked the Harpyie's lunge using its wings which instantly protected Memória's body from the Harpyie's claws. Then the wings pushed the Harpyie so hard that the Harpyie's body hit the apartment wall, creating a large crack in the wall. The apartment shook because
"So what's your real problem with the Harpyie, Memória? Are you feeling rivaled?" I asked for further explanation regarding Memória and Harpyie. “Honestly, the reason you didn't show up was a kind of prestige because the Harpyie came to ask for an answer that should be yours.” "Hey, don't tell me I'm proud of that bird girl," Memória says as we stand gazing at the night view of the city on the arms of the Cristo Retendor statue in Rio De Janeiro, Brazil. I just smiled sadly. Yes, a creature class that is on a higher level than me can also feel prestige. "Do you smell sweet in this town, Claude?" I just nodded slowly in response to Memória's question which seemed to divert the conversation. There is, after all, such a thing is unquestionable. There's something I've always wanted. I asked Memória. Regarding my task of erasing memories that I don't know when it will be finished. I don't even know if the Creator will forgive my past sins and mistakes when I was a vampire. "Unfortuna
A beautiful person who reveals my past. The girl with the long red hair, the emerald green eyes and the red lips like apples that I was crazy about when I was a human, back then. Elizabeth was standing on a tree trunk that had been knocked down by a Harpyie. Her gaze was still the same as in the old Romanian royal era. The wife of a Romanian nobleman who had an unfortunate fate. "Elizabeth!" I called out to the girl in the long, moss-green dress. The wavy red hair that flowed slightly in a gust of wind. Clearly visible in the moonlight. Harpyie hissed, "You idiot! She's the person you had in mind. Wake up, Claude! She's no longer human!" I gasped suddenly and my body felt weak. "But that's impossible." The harpyie was on standby on horseback. She was about to attack Elizabeth who was staring blankly at the two of us. "No wonder I've always smelled the presence of another creature when I was near Claude. Apparently this female vampire is stalking you, Claude!" The Harpyie sped u
My curiosity about Elizabeth who came back to life in Rio de Janeiro, took me to a forest that is considered mystical in Romania, namely the Hoia Baciu Forest. The forest which is reported to have lost 200 flocks of sheep and some humans is indeed famous for its awesomeness. It is even considered the “Bermuda triangle” of Romania. Hoia Baciu Forest has the power to disrupt electronic equipment. That power is not without reason around Hoia Baciu Forest. The magical protective fence installed by the vampire Ancestors was deliberately installed so that humans could not carelessly enter the vampire's territory. Yes, the Hoia Baciu forest is the center of the vampires. The Ancestors lived in a castle in the middle of the Hoia Baciu Forest. All vampires scattered throughout the world will come once every hundred years at the time of the red full moon to perform the ritual of appointing a new Ancestor leader or welcoming the birth of pure vampires from the Ancestors. In addition to the ma
The majestic castle surrounded by trees in the middle of the forest looks even more haunted when a red moon appears in the sky in Hoia Baciu Forest. The giant Gargoyle statues on display above the castle add to the mystical aura of the castle even more. The eyes of the statues seemed to come alive, staring intently at me. Bats were flying around the castle whose screams sounded as if to welcome me to the castle. For a moment I was stunned by the attitude of the lowly vampires who suddenly lined up to make way for me to the castle. I tried not to be afraid. Although the aura from within the castle was truly intimidating. However, I couldn't control my beating heart. Still the nervousness of being reunited with the figure of Ancestor who turned me into a vampire began to take over. "No turning back!" I muttered, "whatever the risk I have to face." “Good! Show your attitude as a memory eater,” said the unrealized Memória.Sensing Memória's support, I steady myself to boldly step into
It turned out that Memória was right. There was a sweet fragrance wafting out between the aura pressure. And I seem to know where the scent is coming from. "Don't lose your guard, Claude." Suddenly Alucard was behind me. His fingers caressed my chin. The sharp nails slowly felt on my skin. Unlucky! I lost focus due to the sweet smell wafting out. “Hi, hi. Alucard's movements were so fast. You didn't even notice he was behind you,” said Memória, still hiding his form. The red moonlight shone through the window behind the throne. The mosaic window with colorful glass shows the story of the ancestral vampire figures of Alucard's ancestors. Yes, unofficially all vampire races think that Alucard is their king. Even though I know that Alucard doesn't like that assumption. "You know, Claude. I'm curious as to why you betrayed us. After all, I helped you from the Marquise's torment. Even helped you get rid of the excruciating pain of losing Elizabeth," whispered Alucard in my ear. This
I who curled up feeling tormented with bad memories of Elizabeth over and over again, began to be considered crazy. Every night I wail in regret for Elizabeth's grisly death. Even in every corner I feel I always see the figure of Elizabeth. I never sleep. The same dream that happened when Elizabeth died forced me to hurt myself every time I fell asleep. I thrust the nail I took from the dungeon wall. Every night I do it until there are many wounds in several points of my body. Until one night when I was wailing lamenting Elizabeth's death, a tall man approached me, his face was blurry because the effect of the potion in my body made my vision blurry. What amazed me was that he bypassed the guard with ease, then pierced through the iron prison bars without opening the door first. "Apparently your roar is always heard every time I pass through this palace." The figure of the man squatted in front of me who was lying helpless. Who is he? "You can smell the potion used to drive someo