My Three Wives Are Beautiful Vampires.

Chapter 1010: I’m trapped.

Chapter 1010: I’m trapped.

With Victor.

Victor fell into a deep silence when he saw the state Ophis was in just talking to her mother.

Kali, who was nearby, looked at Victor with slight caution as she tried to focus on her meditation. After all, she couldn’t see what was happening internally with the girls, but she couldn’t focus. The reason for this was the man next to her. Even though he didn’t show emotions on his face, the ‘environment’ around him spoke for itself.

Honestly, Kali, at this moment, felt like a normal human standing next to a nuclear bomb that could explode at any moment.

Kali sighed. ‘I can’t focus.’

Maybe she was exaggerating and just being hypersensitive, but this was a side that Kali had just seen in Victor.

While unconsciously worrying Kali about her mental state, Victor didn’t care about it. All his focus was on his two daughters. He was watching them both like a hawk, ready to intervene any time he judged they couldn’t overcome the test.

Seeing the image of Ophis hugging the woman known as Otsuki Hana, who was also his wife’s sister, Victor’s thoughts went to extreme solutions.

[Darling, get that thought out of your head.] Roxanne warned him.

[Roxanne is correct, Darling. Unlike her disciple’s daughter, Ophis’ mother is a supernatural being, and her soul is directly in the personal jurisdiction of the Judges of the abyss, so it is a much more difficult task to recover her entire soul again… Not to mention, it has been a long time since she died, and her soul may have already been recycled and passed on.] Amara supported as she used her powers to silence her two daughters.

[It is impossible to recover her soul and resurrect her, Darling.] Roxanne added.

[…Nothing is impossible for me.] Victor simply stated.

A silence fell between Amara and Roxanne. This very arrogant statement could be seen as if Victor was bragging, but they both knew that his intention was far from that. He was just stating facts.

How many times had Victor broken common sense? How many times had he done things considered ‘impossible’ for all other beings? Both have already lost count.

If before, as a mortal, he had done absurd things, now, as a god relatively experienced in his divinities, his range of actions was countless.

Suddenly, Victor’s violet eyes became even clearer as he looked at Hana, specifically, at her ‘records’.

This fake world was a mix of his divinities and the data stored in the Akashic Records. In a sense, Victor was actually looking at the real Hana, even if it was just records of her without the soul.

‘Soul… A thing so beautiful that I have complete control… Using Begin, dream, and creation, maybe I-.’ Victor’s thoughts were interrupted by Roxanne.

[…Darling, stop. This action is directly entering the territory of the primordials. Something that will deeply offend them, and we can’t deal with retaliation from an angry Primordial just yet.]

[But it’s possible, right?] Victor spoke.

[…Yes, it’s possible… But…] Roxanne sighed. She knew that when her husband set his mind to something, he wouldn’t stop until he did it.

[I know. It’s dangerous now, considering I’m touching the domains of several primordials and not just the Judges of the Abyss. I’m sure that even if The Universal Tree likes me because of Jeanne, he won’t stand by and watch my actions, which will go against everything they have established.] Victor spoke.

[I won’t do anything now… But I will save my options for the future.]

[Darling, at least wait until we can rescue our sister.] Instead of stopping Victor from doing something, Amara decided to point him in a safer direction.

[With Azathoth close to us, you two could effectively defend yourselves from anything.]

[That was exactly my plan, I won’t do anything for now. I have people and a family to take care of… But the future is different. In the end, all that matters is how strong you are. As long as I become the strongest, I can do whatever I want.]

Amara and Roxanne nodded as they sighed in relief. Honestly, they were pretty worried now, as they knew very well how Victor was quite intense when he decided something, especially when that decision was for the good of his family.

‘Just because of his daughter’s tears, he was ready to break all the rules of reality, consequently putting us in danger… Honestly, I can’t hate him because of that. It was because of that personality that I was attracted to him in the first place.’ Amara thought.

Roxanne naturally looked at Ophis. ‘If her mother’s soul were somehow under Victor’s influence, the entire resurrection process would be easier…’ As a God King who was responsible for life and death, he had complete authority over those who died in his domain.

His wives, daughters, subordinates, and even his faithful were all in his domain. If one of them died, Victor could simply resurrect them back. He controlled life and death in his domain, but that could not be said of souls that had died a long time ago and had already gone through the soul recycling process.

‘Honestly, with this method he thought of, it doesn’t even matter if she went through the recycling process or not. After all, he was using the Akashic Records data, but that’s why it’s so dangerous.’ Roxanne sighed.

…

With Nero.

‘How long has it been?’ Nero wondered.

She didn’t know, as her sense of time was very distorted in this white room, and her body didn’t help either. She was too weak, too weak to try to understand anything.

The only sources of information she had were her two caregivers, who would occasionally come and talk to each other. Although the information they provided her wasn’t really useful, considering they occasionally talked about personal things.

Nero doesn’t know how much time has passed, and she doesn’t even remember what she was doing here, as the feeling of reality and dream has become very faint.

At some point, she even wondered if everything she experienced was a product of her imagination, a creation of her brain to relieve her of her pain.

A gentle false reality she created only to ignore the reality she found herself in.

The reality of countless experiments being done with her blood, the sadistic experiments that aimed to remove her skin, fingers, and some parts of her organs to use as a weapon.

She wonders why she has to suffer this? All she did wrong was be born, born as a hybrid, something that wasn’t even her fault.

Why did she have to suffer this? Why didn’t she just die and leave all this alone?

Ironically, the same cursed state she found herself in allowed her to survive these experiments. Despite not being a full vampire or a full werewolf, but just a glitch in between, her supernatural body still healed from any non-fatal damage.

Her ‘caregivers’ knew this, so they made a point of always keeping her with as little nutrition as possible so she would not have the strength to rebel, but her body would maintain constant activity to prevent her from dying due to lack of energy.

‘Why? Why does this happen to me again?’ Her mind, stuck in a time loop of anguish and despair, further sank her rationality and the support she felt.

Words from strangers who didn’t even care about her affected him more than the ‘beautiful’ dream that her father helped her along with her mothers.

The door to her room opened again, and this time, her two caregivers entered again. They were holding a tablet in their hand, and apparently, they were watching a recording of something.

“…So beautiful~…Unfortunately, that’s not enough.”

Nero’s small body trembled at that familiar voice. The tone was more naive, almost childish, compared to what she was used to, but if there was one thing that never changed, it was the kindness that those who were close to him could hear permeated in his voice.

‘Father…’ Nero’s lifeless eyes glowed crimson.

“Remember, my beloved Daughters… No matter the place, I will always be with you.”

Words she had heard but forgotten were heard again.

“This vampire is very powerful. What is this? How does he have the powers of the three Vampire Clans?”

‘That wasn’t a dream…’ Nero gritted her teeth.

“My theory that he’s a weapon still stands… Anyway, let’s get back to work.”

‘I refuse to believe that this was a dream.’ Her existence trembled as the fog of weakness that originated from his body slowly began to disappear, and memories of him became clearer.

“Yeah.” Her caregiver approached her and removed the restraint from her mouth. “Let’s collect your teeth and just get back to work.”

‘Yes, I came here with a goal… To become stronger to help my family.’

Suddenly, a massive explosion happened that made the entire building shake.

“…What?”

One of her caretakers fell onto her petite body, and memories of the past bloomed in Nero’s mind.

‘Yes… I remember what happened next.’ Nero’s eyes shined even brighter, and following her instincts, she bit the noble vampire’s neck.

Cannibalism, the act of one individual killing and eating another of the same species. An act that would not bring power or even satisfaction to a normal noble vampire but to a powerless hybrid, this act revitalized her entire dying body.

“Josh!? You damn brat-.”

Another explosion happened, and this time it was chain explosions that occurred due to the initial impact.

In less than a few seconds, the noble vampire’s body became even drier than the girl’s as she pulled the individual’s neck and tore off the piece of flesh with her fangs. His body, which was very thin before, gained some appearance of a relatively healthy body.

About the noble vampire? He was alive but would soon die due to the poison from the hybrid’s fangs that was deadly to his kind.

Seizing the opportunity, Nero immediately let go. Initially, these restraints were made to hold an adult noble vampire, but due to the ‘weakness’ of the experiment’s body, the restraints were changed to weaker variations that were easier to loosen and manage.

A small mistake that guaranteed Nero’s freedom.

The girl immediately jumped at the distracted vampire but didn’t attack him head-on. Instinctively, she knew she would just die. At the end of the day, she was still a hybrid weaker in power than the members of the two races that had created her.

Therefore, she attacked him using the tools around her.

The moment the vampire instinctively raised his hand to defend himself, she appeared behind him and bit his neck.

Drying the noble vampire until he was just an old skeleton, she used some of her newly restored strength and cut off his head.

Unfortunately, she wanted to do more things, but she needed to get out of here, she needed to see her father!

Using her memories, she escaped from this place once again.

‘First, follow the employees, then jump into the ventilation pipe heading upwards… I can’t be seen, or I will die.’

The process became ‘easier’ than the experiences in her memories. Even though her body was weaker and she didn’t have the power she was used to, her basic training was still present. She knew how to hit, run, and sneak better, thanks to her father.

Soon, she managed to leave the building through the roof as a wave of joy took over her body. A joy that became even greater when she saw her father for the first time from a distance… But, this joy did not last long because her reality broke like shattered glass.

…And soon, she found herself back in the white room she had just escaped from.

‘…Huh?’

Seeing her two caregivers entering healthy again, a coldness overtook her body.

‘I’m stuck in a loop.’

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