2025-02-06 23:21:39Ambong tightened his grip on Alkan, and in an instant, the shadow dropped from its position in the sky. Alkan gasped and clung tightly to Ambong's sleeve, cursing repeatedly in his mind.
Tayon's eyes widened, and he quickly flew toward them. A mischievous grin formed on Ambong’s lips before he suddenly darted off in a different direction. Alkan heard Tayon curse before swiftly pursuing them. As Ambong laughed in the air, Alkan’s face turned as pale as paper. His heart had been pounding relentlessly, painfully even. He kept taking deep breaths, but before he could steady himself, they were once again surrounded by vampires. Unlike earlier, Tayon’s brows were now creased. His gaze toward Ambong was sharp, but it became even more piercing whenever it landed on Alkan. "Don't even think about escaping. No matter what you do, you won't get away. You're in vampire territory," Tayon smirked. "Haven't you noticed? No matter where you go in this place, there's always a vampire watching. Stop wasting your time." Ambong’s mischievous grin disappeared. He looked down at Alkan with irritation, though Alkan had no idea why he was annoyed. Ambong exhaled sharply. "You're so heavy! If I didn’t need that body of yours, I wouldn’t bother wasting my time trying to get you out of here." Alkan was momentarily stunned. Tayon, however, laughed at Ambong’s remark. "Seize the sawikin and lock up the shadow!" he ordered the surrounding vampires. Before Alkan knew it, he was in the grip of the vampires, held firmly by both shoulders. Even though he didn’t want to be captured, they were still floating in the air. It wasn’t practical to fight back—if he struggled, he might fall. Ambong scowled, his lips pursed in frustration, as the vampires flew them back toward the factory. He was held the same way as Alkan, but it seemed like he could easily break free if he wanted to. However, he remained close to Alkan, likely because he still needed him. Alkan sighed. He didn’t know whether to laugh or cry at his situation. He gazed into the distance, unable to see much in the darkness, but he knew Valeria was nearby. They were in the same land, and he was certain they would meet again. But for now, he had to ensure his escape from the vampires. If what Ambong said was true—that he had to either kill Tayon or join the vampires—then he had no choice but to pick one. He refused to become a vampire, but killing their leader wouldn’t be easy. He needed to figure out Tayon’s weakness and plan his next move carefully. Before long, they arrived at the factory. However, instead of landing at the entrance, the vampires continued flying. Alkan frowned when he saw the factory’s roof beneath his feet. He hadn’t realized how vast the area was. Then, suddenly, they passed through an invisible barrier. In a blink, the scenery beneath them transformed. The factory was gone—replaced by a massive palace! Alkan’s eyes widened as the two vampires holding him landed at the palace gates. They stood on either side of him, gripping his shoulders. Shortly after, Tayon and the vampires holding Ambong landed as well. The palace before him resembled those seen in movies—grand and expansive. But unlike those glittering with diamonds, this vampire palace was devoid of light. No sun shone above it, and the only illumination came from the lanterns lining the entrance. "Vampires can see in the dark, so they don’t need much light," Ambong commented, standing beside him. "It looks like they’re serious about imprisoning you. They’ve brought you to a palace that only pure-blooded vampires can enter." Alkan remained silent. He had a bad feeling about this. It seemed like Tayon had a plan that would hinder him from rescuing Valeria. Clenching his fists, he took a deep breath. He needed to escape as soon as possible. The vampires led him inside the gate. His heart pounded faster as he saw more vampires roaming the area. Some glanced in his direction, though he was somewhat relieved that Tayon walked behind him. "Good evening, General!" the vampires greeted Tayon. Alkan couldn’t help but wonder—if Tayon was a general, did that mean there was a vampire king and queen he had yet to meet? His palms grew sweaty. This wasn’t looking good. They walked through the winding halls of the palace for several minutes until they reached a massive door. Two guards stood by its pillars. When they saw Tayon, they bowed before opening the grand entrance. It was the throne room of the Vampire King. As Alkan stepped inside, a chilling breeze greeted him. The faint scent of blood lingered in the air, making him grimace. They stopped a few meters from the throne, where a man sat. He wore no golden crown, but his red eyes had been fixed on Alkan since he entered. "Greetings to the King of the Vampires," Tayon said, bowing before the man. The vampires beside Alkan suddenly kicked the backs of his knees, forcing him to kneel before the king. Even Ambong wasn’t spared from the rough treatment. "General, who are these people with you?" the king asked. Tayon grinned widely. "They are my captives. One is a shadow, and the other has sawikin blood." "Sawikin blood?" The king stroked his chin, his red eyes scrutinizing Alkan from head to toe. "What kind of sawikin?" "I can’t determine what kind," Tayon admitted. "Interesting," the king said, rising from his throne. He stepped down and stood in front of Alkan. "A being with sawikin blood, yet still human. What is this creature’s name?" "Alkan Buena. A mortal. According to the portal guardian, he suddenly crossed over," Tayon replied. The Vampire King seemed to be deep in thought. After a moment, he smiled at Alkan. "Then you shall stay here. You are a being of the Tribal, so you may remain." He then turned to Ambong. "And who is this shadow?" Tayon was silent for a few seconds before answering. "His name is Ambong. When I first saw him, he was following Alkan’s every move like a shadow. I cannot determine which tribe he belongs to." The king stared at Ambong for a long moment. "He is connected to the Witch King. General, did you fail to recognize the prince of the witches?" Tayon stiffened where he knelt. He hesitated before glancing at Ambong, who merely smiled at him. Tayon swallowed hard and bowed lower before the king. "I did not know, Your Majesty. Forgive me." The king raised his hand and gestured to a vampire beside Ambong. "You need not kneel, Prince of the Witches. I was once a friend of your father, so rise and lift your head." The vampire helped Ambong to his feet. He lifted his face and met the Vampire King’s gaze. The king smiled and gestured to a servant nearby. "The prince is here to visit the vampire palace. Escort him to his chamber and ensure he is well accommodated." The servant nodded and began guiding Ambong out of the throne room. But Ambong remained still, his gaze fixed on Alkan. "The one kneeling before you is with me. We will leave together, and whatever privileges I receive in this palace, Alkan will receive as well." The king fell silent for a moment before nodding. "Give this young man a chamber as well, so our two guests may rest." Alkan finally let out a relieved breath. Sweat had been trickling down his back from sheer nerves. He hadn’t expected Ambong to speak on his behalf, but thankfully, the Vampire King was easy to negotiate with. However, just as they were leaving the throne room, a female vampire appeared before them. She wore a long black dress with jewelry adorning her neck and ears. Her wavy black hair framed her pale, snow-white skin, while her lips were as red as blood. Her eyes—black as a starless sky—pierced through them.
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Her gaze shifted between Alkan and Ambong. After a few seconds, she smiled at him."New faces in the palace. Who are you, and how did you get in?"Alkan was about to answer, but Ambong pulled him past her. Celya only let out a soft laugh as she watched them leave.Her amusement faded when she saw the way Ambong looked at her—cold and guarded. How annoying. She didn’t like it when men ignored her, especially those who should have been on their knees, enchanted by her beauty.“Celya,” she heard a voice call from behind her. A fellow vampire approached, worry on his face. “Why are you out here? Your father is looking for you.”She clicked her tongue in irritation but turned gracefully. “I was just welcoming our guests. Did he say what he wanted?”“He just told me to fetch you. You should hurry back.”Celya sighed but obeyed. However, as she walked away, her thoughts lingered on the man who had stared at her so intently—Alkan. Unlike the others, he had looked at her with fascination, yet
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Alkan opened the door, and two male vampires stood before him. He raised an eyebrow upon seeing them."Do you need something?" he asked.The vampire on the left spoke. "The king is summoning you. The king of the witches is here."Alkan froze at the statement. After a few seconds, he glanced behind him, where he saw Ambong with a dark expression.There was nothing Alkan could do but follow the two men. Ambong walked beside him, silent all the while. He kept his head down, staring only at the path ahead.It wasn’t long before they reached the vampire king’s throne room. And the two men were right—there, seated on a step just below the throne of the vampire king, was Surikong.Surikong looked in Alkan’s direction, and their gazes met. A smile formed on his lips."Alkan Buena," he greeted.It felt as if a bucket of ice water had been dumped on Alkan. A chill ran from his head to his toes, and cold sweat formed on his skin. He knew Surikong was involved in the strange events that had plagu
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Surikong grinned widely. “That’s a good decision. Get ready, we’ll be leaving soon.” Celya happily turned around and stepped back toward the door. But she stopped in her tracks when she passed by Alkan. She looked at his face and smirked, as if challenging him. Then she rolled her eyes and continued walking. He ignored the princess’s actions and turned to Surikong, who was still smiling at him. His lips pressed into a thin line before he turned away and left the room. He could still hear Surikong’s voice behind him, saying, “You should get ready too, Alkan. We’re leaving soon.” Alkan clenched his fists. He really didn’t like being told what to do. However, he wanted to get out of that palace, so he decided to follow Surikong’s orders without arguing. As the sun neared the western horizon, Alkan found himself standing outside a factory. The king did not accompany them, but he had sent two large men to escort them to the entrance. “We can only go this far, king of witches,”
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Yes, there were times when he could control the shadow without knowing that it had a mind of its own because of Ambong. But now, Ambong was no longer inside his body, so he didn’t know how to summon the shadow. "I am not part of the witch's lineage. There was someone who taught me how to manipulate it..." His lips pressed into a thin line. "Besides, if the black sawikin had sent me here, the women would have already been lying lifeless on the ground." "Then show me your ability!" the man demanded. With no other choice, Alkan closed his eyes. He focused on himself until he felt the creeping cold from his soles, rising up his legs, arms, neck, and finally to his face. His muscles shivered with dread. This was the familiar sensation whenever the shadow touched his body. And it seemed his suspicion was right when he heard a woman scream. Footsteps followed, scurrying away from him. He knew the women had taken refuge in a corner. When he opened his eyes, even he was taken aback.
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The women roared in unison. Even the exorcists were taken aback. They were no longer the weak, weeping women from before. They were resolute, determined to fight. Seizing the opportunity, Alkan grabbed the baby and fled through a hole in the cave wall, running without looking back. He didn’t know how long he had been running. He only knew that the sun was setting when he left the cave with the baby. Darkness had swallowed the surroundings, and the wind had turned cold. The only sounds he could hear were the chirping of crickets. Panting, he stopped running. His eyes had already adjusted to the darkness, so he knew he was standing under the shade of a large tree. He lowered his gaze to the baby, still surrounded by a white glow. He smiled. He hadn’t seen any shadows earlier, so he knew he had made the right decision. Suddenly, he heard a rustling sound not far away. Alkan became alert. Holding his breath, he turned toward the source of the noise, but he saw no movement in that
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"Master, use my power to destroy the dragon’s barrier," the Diamond Woman urged. Alkan wasted no time. The green glow of his sword turned pure white. The dragon howled in agony, struggling to shake him off. His sword plunged deeper between its eyes, and he heard something shatter within. His wings flared open, emitting a crimson light. "Mortal! What are you doing?!" the prince’s voice bellowed in his mind. Sweat beaded on Alkan’s forehead from the pain, but he fought against the prince’s attempt to seize control of his consciousness. "You will not win," Alkan growled, pouring out his power. The red light from his black wings intensified, forming ancient symbols that adhered to them, making them even stronger. "No! Don’t do this!" the prince screamed inside his mind.
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The man smiled and looked into the distance. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting a peaceful dawn across the sky. "I do not wish to refuse your request, especially since this is the first time in nearly a hundred years that someone has sought help from the Immortal Tribe. What makes it even more amusing is that a mortal is the one asking for help. Isn't that an interesting story to be written in history?" In the future, Alkan would realize that leaving the female exorcist in the care of the Immortal Tribe was the right decision. After bidding farewell to the woman, he flew back north, to the forest where the necromancer’s power kept the land in its grip. He landed and summoned the Diamond Woman. He cleared his throat. "The sorcerer said you can restore Pilak and Anino to their human forms. I want them to take shape so I can communicate with them more easily." The Diamond Woman fell silent for a few seconds before ask
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Alkan and the female exorcist landed outside the gate. They were quickly surrounded by guards. When the guards saw Alkan and the female exorcist, they were shocked. "A mortal?" one of the guards asked in astonishment, lowering his raised weapon. "You haven’t returned to the White Palace in months. Many things have happened that you are unaware of." He then turned his gaze to the female exorcist standing beside Alkan. The guard's eyes narrowed, and after a moment, they widened in shock. "Mortal, why are you with the traitor? Get away from her!" he shouted, raising his sword in front of the female exorcist. Alkan's vision darkened. "Where is Manuel? Inform him that I want to speak with him," he said through gritted teeth. "But, mortal—" "Do as I say!" Perhaps due to the force he released, coming from Menandro, the first king of the White Palace, the guards quickly moved. They lowered their weapons and stepped b
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He took a deep breath and nodded. Kneeling beside Valeria, he gently brushed his fingers against her cheek. She remained unconscious, showing no signs of waking anytime soon. From the corner of his eye, he saw the female exorcist slowly open her eyes. He turned to her and spoke. "How are you feeling?" She scanned her surroundings before looking at him, then lowered her gaze to her swollen belly. "The prince’s child is still here," she whispered. Alkan followed her gaze. "Do you want me to…" "No." The exorcist shook her head and sighed. She lifted her head and glanced around. "Where are we in Tribal?" "Near the North, in the middle of a vast forest." The exorcist stood and took a deep breath. Her gaze fell on Valeria. "The mortal…" Her eyes narrowed. "Why does Valeria look so pale?" "A curse has awakened in her soul," Alkan replied, his expression dark. "The only way to break it i
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After a few minutes, Alkan slowly descended. He opened his eyes. The whites of his eyes had turned black, and a strange smile played on his lips. In a blink, his expression and eye color returned to normal. The diamond noticed but didn’t question it—she simply smiled at him. “Master, you have successfully obtained the third power. Now, you can fully manifest your black wings.” “Black wings?” he repeated in confusion, glancing over his shoulder. He saw nothing there. The diamond chuckled. “Why don’t you step out of your consciousness first, Master?” she suggested. Alkan withdrew his awareness from within, and as soon as he did, a sharp pain seared through his back. He had felt some discomfort earlier, but he hadn’t expected it to be this painful once he was back in his physical body. He clenched his jaw and turned to look behind him. There, he saw the black wings. He stood up straight, a grin curving his lips.
