VLADIMIR: The Last Blood Mage

What have you done?

"THIS IS ENOUGH". I heard the familiar gruff elegant voice come out of my mouth.

"How dare you insignificant pests disturb my slumber".

At this point, the green specks of light that had gone out of my now-possessed body turned blue.

"Boy, what is the meaning of this?". The familiar voice asked me.

"This is a test, I didn't know it would turn out this way, by the way, who are you?". I responded still in shock.

"Young boy I don't take tests; I am above that. you have forgotten me so soon. I am the one who brought you back to life, that's all you need to know about me".

"It's no wonder you sound familiar. I still remember our deal. Just so you know, I still have to take this test".

"Alright if you insist, take your test. I'll have to leave you now; I need to recover my strength". Then his voice died out.

I shrugged and waved any thoughts I had aside, I still had the test to finish.

After some time of walking, I stumbled into an enclosure. " welcome"

I saw a strange old woman dressed in the academic bureau's uniform. The strange thing about her was the floating staff by her side and the fact that she had a blindfold on.

"Please do have a seat". She pointed towards a chair opposite her.

As I walked deeper into the room, I looked around. It was small and very dimly lit, weird inscriptions lined the walls of the room they glowed a white light periodically, oozing out an eerie vibe.

"Thank you".

I sat on the chair she wanted me to sit on. "You have passed the first test, now for the second test".

"I passed the first test?". I had to be sure that I heard her.

She chuckled a bit before answering. "Yes, you passed the first test".

"So what's this second test about? ".

"This second test is the final test. You have to place your hand on my crystal ball and your potential as a mage as well as your elemental affinity will be shown".

She touched her staff and said some indistinct words. The occasionally glowing wall had a steady blue glow this time.

The ground between us cracked open and a crystal ball came out of that crack being held up by an earthen altar.

"Place your hand on the crystal ball". I obeyed and placed my hand on the crystal ball. The ball glowed a majestic blue light the moment I touched it.

But soon enough the majestic blue light changed to a deathly blood-red brilliance.

"This is strange, very strange". the old woman whispered to herself as she frowned harder making me wonder.

"What is strange?". I simply had to ask, her face was as though she was between a rock and a hard place.

"It's not important. It's just that I have never seen a red glow in all my days of being a bureaucrat of the academic bureau. The rings don't even appear, how strange".

"Alright, I'll take my leave".

"Thank you. Young man, for broadening my horizon". I stood up to leave the room through the way I came, "Young man, remember to take your results from the official at the entrance of this edifice".

"Thanks a bunch". But this time I was already outside the room.

'What in fucks sake is this?'. I cursed within myself. The stair's orientation had changed again, I was now going downstairs instead of upstairs the structure had changed even what the stairs were made of had changed.

I looked back into the room, and it still looked the same. "Any problems young man?".

"No".

"Alright then, I'll be seeing you around".

'What's the worst that could happen?'. I thought as I took the stairs downstairs.

"Hey, the one who brought me back to life, you there?"

"What is it?".

"Could you explain to me why I am going down instead of up?".

"That's why, you disturbed me. I should have let those pests take a bite out of your soul... Sigh, this phenomenon is simple, it's a sub-level teleportation array, and that room you were in is the center point of the array". The familiar voice explained.

When I got downstairs the scene had changed it wasn't the waiting area that I remembered. The screen had changed again.

I found myself where the tents were put up, a few meters away from the tent where Chelsea stayed.

I walked into the tent as a servant opened the tent's flap for me to come in.

"How did it go?". I heard Chelsea ask from her throne.

"It was strange, that's all I can say".

"Hahaha, you really can't be serious at this moment, all you can say is that the test was strange, Hahaha".

"Are you happy now? let's head back". I said in a very resolute manner.

"I have a lot of questions to ask but I guess you can answer them in the carriage".

"Not a problem, let's go. I'll answer all your questions in the carriage".

Chelsea stood up from her throne in the center of the tent and walked a bit before stopping before the stairs.

"What is it this time?".

"Can't you see, come and give me a hand. Can't you be a gentleman?"

"Gentlemen are overrated... You spoilt lady". I walked over to the foot of the short staircase and helped her come down majestically.

We came out of the carriage and talked a bit before we got to the carriage then we heard a bit of noise, it sounded like a scream of a girl, and it was close.

I looked around and saw where the scream was coming from. "Ah!! there he is Prince Wilson; he looks so dreamy".

"Where? where is he? Ah! It's him"

"Prince Wilson...!! "

The girls screaming his name had multiplied but I still hadn't seen the prince Wilson they were screaming about.

I had almost turned around to enter the carriage when I heard the sound of a horse close by. Suddenly people around started kneeling, and some even kowtowing to a young man dressed in golden embroidered white clothes; he looked rather royal riding on a white horse he looked majestic with his hair blowing in the wind.

As the girl had screamed, he DID look dreamy. The horse stopped right in front of us. He opened his mouth to talk, and a stiff but rather majestic baritone voice came out of his mouth,

"You do not bow to me? Sigh, I will take it as a mistake from my future sister-in-law. My brother sends his hellos. You look swell I must say, but I have to leave now these peasants' presence irritate me. Good-by for now".

The majestic man turned his horse around and left. As he left all the girls there threw hateful glances at Chelsea.

"Who does she think she is?". I heard one of them say.

I was pissed. What he said didn't piss me off, what pissed me off was that he fucking ignored me, as though I was insignificant.

... Like WTF?!?!

I turned around to enter the carriage and what I saw pissed me off more. I saw Chelsea's face which normally would be emotionless or smiling filled was visibly enraged.

She looked as though she would kill the next person who spoke to her. Her eyes were no longer focused. "Chelsea".

--snap, snap--

Her eyes became focused again regaining her mind from the trance she was in.

"Let's go". Chelsea entered the carriage without anyone's help for the first time. I just followed up behind.

After some time in the carriage, Chelsea's face visibly returned to normal as she started out the window. "Chelsea...".

"Yes, what is it". Chelsea turned her eyes to look at me.

"What is wrong?".

"What do you mean". Chelsea asked.

"When Prince Wilson came to us, your face changed ever so hostile and even after he left your face was still dark and gloomy".

"It's nothing". Chelsea's face turned to the other side looking out the window.

"You know you can tell me anything. We might be spending an eternity together". I don't know why, but I tried to be a little cheeky.

i was just trying to find a reason... A tangible reason to hate Prince Wilson.

As I said that, Chelsea's gloomy face lit up. "Really?".

It was not as if Chelsea loved me or anything like that, she just did not like Prince Densel at all.

"Anything for you, of course, I will marry you". I half lied, of course, I had developed feelings for Chelsea. She was all a man could hope for. But before any of that, I had to go see the world and see what that old man wanted me to do".

"When we get back Father would have to know about it".

"Woah, don't rush things gorgeous, I have to get to know you better don't you think?". I leaned in closer and closer. Fortunately, the carriage we took that day was a smaller one. As I leaned in closer, I could already feel her hot breath.

"That's...That's true". Chelsea managed to say.

"So...". I leaned back into my chair. "Why do you hate that arsehole, Wilson".

Chelsea regained her composure. " It's not that I hate Wilson. I dislike his whole family. Because of them...". Tears started flowing from her eyes.

I can't explain what had come over me, because the next moment Chelsea was already sitting on my legs and the shocking this was that I was the one who pulled her in.

"Vladimir, what is this you are doing?". Chelsea's face was already burning red as she blushed hard.

"Comforting you... Go on with what you were telling me". I whispered into her ears.

At this point, Chelsea was still stiff but still decided to tell me. "So, the thing is they killed my mother...At least that what my father told me". Chelsea's eyes glistened with

"I thought you did your mom died giving birth to you?". I asked in a tone almost a whisper.

"No, I said she died giving birth to me". Chelsea cleaned off a bit of the tear from her cheeks with her hands.

"Should I take revenge for you?". I didn't know where the courage to say what I said came from but i said it.

Chelsea was a bit shocked to hear what I had said because what it meant was that I was going against the king for her.

"You can't do it, stop dreaming". She said, as she stood up from my legs.

Drawing her back down she gasped, and I said, whispering into her ears. "I. Never. Gave. You. Permission. To. leave. Me".

"You are crazy, I don't need your permission". She still stayed.

"Do you want me to avenge your mother?". At this point my voice was very solemn and grave.

"Sigh, Vladimir if you avenge me, I would be eternally grateful to you, I don't know how to repay you". Chelsea's eyes glowed with such profoundness beyond what I ever expected of her.

"Take it as payment for what I owe you".

i had finally found a good reason to take Prince Wilson as an enemy.

" ... This is not because you love me?". I just put myself in a tough spot 'fuck me!' I screamed in my head, whilst maintaining a poker face.

I had to come up with something. "This is a small matter; I could never use it to prove my love for you".

"So, you DO love me? ". At this point Chelsea had the most expectant eyes she had ever seen, her blue eyes shimmered in the sunlight. This was too much for one man to bear.

"I never said I didn't love you". I had to get myself out of this one.

"You love me? Then when we get back, we will let my father know of the new development".

"There...There... My dear Chelsea not yet".

"As far as you still love me". I began wondering what had come over this girl on my legs.

"Erm...Vladimir, can I stand up now, if people see us word would get out that I am licentious and that would not be good for my father's reputation".

"OK, you can stand".

At that moment, it happened at a blink of the eyes. Chelsea kissed me.

It was a light kiss; you could even call it a peck, but it sent shivers down my body literally. I could see it did the same to Chelsea but figuratively as her face turned bright red. And she stopped making eye contact and started looking at her feet.

At that time, I didn't know what had come over me, but I have never regretted doing what I did that day.

"Chelsea...".

"Mmhm...". Chelsea still did not make eye contact.

"Chelsea look up...".

"No...".

"It's important".

"OK". Chelsea raised her head and that's when it happened. Our lips connected.

At first, it was just the lips, but then I pushed my tongue into her mouth violating it.

"Mmhmm... " Chelsea moaned into my mouth. I think she forgot to breathe.

After some time of violating her mouth, I stopped. Our kiss was sealed with a long string of saliva.

"Vladimir, what have you done?".