Reincarnated With The Van Helsing System

To understand what is happening we must go back in time to when the nethereal sisters parted ways with Daimon at the entrance of the castle, seeing the masked silver haired youth disappear into the black portal, the crazy girl smiled at her sisters before saying.

“Come on, let’s have some nice sisterly bonding time~”.

And with those words, Reyne and Jasmine were dragged towards the castle by Sarah, naturally the gates were closed so that they couldn’t enter, but that’s why Daimon left behind his black sea emblem with those three.

Well, he left it in Sarah’s care, because he knew the crazy girl was going to be the one at the vanguard for sure, and he was right, Sarah walked a couple of steps ahead of her sisters with a seemingly careless expression on her pretty face, but with bloodthirsty eyes.

“Please do the honors”, casually said the crazy girl as she threw Daimon’s black sea emblem at the door, making the rune shark manifest itself in a rush.

“Crack!”, very much against its will, but with no option but to act since its owner had given temporary authority to the one holding it as of current, the rune shark opened its giant maw and bit the black metal gates ripping a giant hole on it.

“Hello, home torture service, is anyone home?”, the crazy girl peeked into the hole that the rune shark had opened for them, to then happily shout, making her voice travel through the giant hall to which the gate was connected, naturally the response were a few security measures activating on the spot.

“Screee!”, black skulls appeared on the walls near the entrance, to then open their mouths and release an ominous looking mist which produced sizzling sounds upon contact with air.

Only for Sarah to create her own skull using her “royal purple nether”, the giant skull behind of the crazy girl opened its spiked toothed mouth and actually devoured the giant wave of black mist coming their way, shrinking to a finger size once it had finished, its task to then float next to Sarah.

The black skulls on the walls cracked and then crumbled apart the next second, since they had used up all the nether stored in them, in case you still haven’t guessed it, this was a trap set up by the Bane Lord, to rain death nether upon any trespassers.

“It’s clear now, let’s go~”, said the crazy girl, she happily hummed as she entered the castle to then observe the hall, as one would expect it was quite luxurious looking, with detailed decorations such as paintings, decorative weapons and the like.

“This must be the entrance that originally belonged to the castle of that horny bastard and if that’s the case…”, said the crazy girl as she smirked to then take out a couple of bottles from hidden pockets insider her clothes.

Sarah threw the bottles which broke apart spilling their contents all over the walls, staining the decorations which had their surface melt, producing an ugly layer of a multicolored viscous liquid that ruined them the next second.

“You try it too Jas, it’s quite funny~”, said Sarah, helping Jasmine kick a stand which caused a couple of statues depicting young women, to fall and break.

“Hey, don’t teach little Jas weird stuff, besides now it’s not the time for…”, Reyne who saw Sarah having a blast vandalizing the decorations of the Asmadian castle’s hall, wanted to scold that wild older sister of hers, only to be dragged alongside Jasmine by the crazy girl towards a stand where beautifully carved busts of young women were lined in a straight line.

“Oops~”, the crazy girl used Reyne’s hands to knock down the first statue, making it fall to the ground, breaking it into pieces in the process.

Those two felt surprisingly happy after breaking those statues, it was a hard to explain sensation of liberation, Sarah did know why though, there was lust nether that had seeped into those statues, which were probably modeled after some of the favorite toys of the Asmadian Lord.

Which created a “disgusting” atmosphere, only noticeable for women that didn’t fall for the charm of the Asmadian Lord’s nether, hence why destroying them brightened those two’s mood.

What followed was the amusing scene of three girls breaking everything in their way through that luxuriously decorated corridor, until they reached an open area, that was the main hall of the castle and the architecture style was quite different than before.

The walls were completely black and there was a stage and benches made out of whitened bones, so it wasn’t hard to imagine to which Lord did this part of the castle belonged.

Also, the very moment Sarah set foot on the main hall, dark red patterns appeared on the ceiling and a wall made out of bones, blocked the connection to the hall, “trapping” the three sisters in the main hall, before countless bone arrows burning in a dark red light rained upon them.

“Such a cliché trap~”, said the crazy girl, she walked into the rain of arrows while humming, a second giant purple skull manifested behind of her and then with a snap of Sarah’s fingers, the purple skull opened its mouth to then drag all the wrath nether into its mouth, shrinking to a finger’s size once it had finished its job to then float next to the first skull.

What happened next was that Daimon’s black sea emblem projected a mana barrier around those three, shielding them from the arrow rain which only produced clinking sounds as the arrows were bounced off by the barrier, giving the three nethereal sisters a free pass through the main hall.

Naturally they also tore apart all the bone benches and even the stage, the one that showed the highest initiative this time was Reyne though.

And so, they reached the corridor that led to the throne room, it’s worth mentioning that there were a lot of possible deviations along the way, but the crazy girl as is if she had been the one that built this combined castle, guided her sisters without taking a single needless detour.

“Heh, this is the trashiest one so far~” mockingly said Sarah as she saw the labyrinth that unfolded in front of them, the crazy girl pointed her pretty right index finger and a giant purple skull manifested behind of her to then… munch through the countless walls that conformed the “labyrinth”, revealing its true nature as it the labyrinth turned into wisps of dark pink flames that were devoured by the purple giant skull.

Turns out that the whole labyrinth was an illusion created with lust nether, in reality what lied ahead was a pit full of metal spikes that had countless dry blood stains on them, it was clearly something that belonged to the Balax castle, and it was disguised by the Asmadian Lord’s nether.

As always Sarah casually jumped into the pit of spikes, making Daimon’s black sea emblem create a platform so that she could walk without falling into the spikes.

“How strange, I expected to see way more traps than just these?”, mumbled Reyne as she looked at the spikes below them.

It’s not that the traps that they saw were lacking in the slightest, the first one would have melted any normal trespasser that wasn’t ready for it, into a pile of withered bones… well for the crazy girl who’s nether is horrifyingly poisonous and corrosive, a bath of death nether of that level would have been like a visit to the sauna, but others below the Arch ranks would have the flesh on their bodies rot on the spot.

And for those that managed to deal with that, the rain of arrows in that bone cage would turn them into sieves, and in the rare situation where they arrived at the labyrinth, their tired minds will lead them to their deaths by falling onto the spikes while believing that they only needed to find an exit to a classic trap in a magic ruin.

However, the nethereal sisters were aware of the level of scum they were dealing with, so they really expected way more than the previous, which is why Reyne couldn’t help but ask the previous.

“Well, it’s not like they only prepared that, unfortunately they didn’t take into account that our beloved king was going to remove everyone but them from the castle, so they had no one to sacrifice in order to activate all the “funny” stuff they prepared beforehand, isn’t that right, pieces of trash that had been monitoring us since we entered the castle?”, disdainfully said the crazy girl to the “dead end” they reached after crossing the pit of spikes.

“Crack!”, the sound of something shattering echoed through the castle as the purple skull munched the wall making it turn into wisps of dark pink flames, before it returned to Sarah’s side shrinking to finger size the next second.

The sound wasn’t produced by the wall being destroyed but by a glass cup that was thrown by “someone” and landed on the ground which was revealed for the sisters thanks to the purple skull opening the path for them.

Seeing the fierce light burning in both Reyne and Jasmine’s eyes, Sarah inwardly nodded as she played with the miniature purple skulls with her fingers, to then lead those two through the corridor, finally reaching the throne room.

There they got to see their targets, the ones that made their mothers suffer and that contributed to their “creation”, the Lords.

“Breaking a glass out of frustration, doesn’t leave a good first impression, this is a long-awaited reunion after all, don’t you think so?”, casually said the crazy girl as she glared at the three thrones that were positioned at the contrary side of the room.

From left to right, there was a black bone throne where a middle-aged man that appeared to be in his forties, he had white pale skin and was tall but lanky and looked tired and older than what he should due to the dark circles under his dark almost lifeless eyes and no hair on his head, was sitting, he was wearing black skeletal armor and a crown of the same color, that was the Bane Lord, Arlan Bane.

At the center, there was a towering man in his early thirties wearing heavy dark red armor and brown hair which made a good contrast with his blood red eyes that looked slightly similar to those of Reyne in Nelapsi form, for a good reason, that was the Balax Lord, Byron Balax.

And last but not least, the one whom the crazy girl wanted to kill, basically since she has had use of reason, the man sitting on the rightmost seat, with a young appearance that couldn’t belong to someone past his late twenties, white robes like those of an erudite and a mysterious but handsome appearance thanks to his black hair and bright pink eyes, the Asmadian Lord, Reed Asmadian.

Though right now, that handsome face was twisted, as he was the one that threw that glass cup which contained some sort of luxurious liqueur, after seeing his “mind corroding labyrinth” being countered in such a barbaric way.

“It’s been more than a decade since I last saw you, but your nether still has that same disgusting feeling to it…”, said the crazy girl as she glared at Reed and Byron, out of the three nethereal sisters, only she got to know the Lords back then, that being said Reyne added.

“And the lingering “smell” of death which I thought was engraved in my memory due to the countless massacres that had taken place on Kerrol, turned out to come from you”, said the Nelapsi girl as she pointed her lance at the Bane Lord.

She was born after the Bane Lord somehow wounded Jasmine’s mother, and his nether ended affecting Reyne, while the major part was separated by Freya, resulting in Emily, while the non-affected part turned into Jeanne, well at the end of the day the three evolved into Nelapsi, though under different circumstances.

“This is your fault Asmadian, you had to show mercy back then and not kill that failed product…”, the words of the Balax Lord were interrupted by a… merry laugh?

It was the crazy girl whose mockingly loud laugh echoed through the throne room, making the Balax Lord angrily glare at her, not like Sarah cared, she only stopped once she had laughed to the content of her heart.

“Mercy you say, don’t fool yourself, the reason as to why you didn’t dare to kill me with your own two hands back then and the reason as to why you didn’t really touch mom and aunt Jessica is one and the same~”, jokingly said the crazy girl to then add.

“After all, if you crossed a certain line, even with that old bastard Abaris’s cooperation, mom, grandma, aunt Jessica or aunt Sylvie would have broken away from that guy’s mind tricks and grandma would have chased you to hell if it was need in order to kill you… or more accurately the “puppets” you sent to Neptune”.

The neon pink pupils of the Asmadian Lord contracted like needles as he smacked his right fist on the armrest of his throne.

“How the hell do you know that!”, he demanded and while under normal circumstances, Sarah wouldn’t have gone out of her way to answer, she wanted to utterly humiliate the man in front of her.

“Oh, that’s not all, I also know that since you couldn’t touch mom not only because of fear that she would break away from your tricks, but because you only descended through a puppet, though the three of us were “created” by you, it was just you three infecting mom and aunt Jessica with your nether… well in my case you used both nether and your blood thinking that would produce the result you wanted”, said Sarah as she played with the miniature purple skulls to then add.

“But you never expected that the combination of netherial blood and my mom’s lineage will produce something that would be out of your control, which is why for Jas and Reyne that macho guy only used nether and in a smaller quantity”, Sarah’s expression slowly turned into a wild smile as she concluded by saying.

“In other words, you lacked balls both literally and figuratively since you didn’t dare to either kill me nor lay a finger on my mom!”.

“How dare you, you insolent bitch!!!”, the Asmadian Lord, broke the armrest of his throne to then try and get up to directly charge at Sarah, but was stopped by the Balax Lord.

“Sit down Reed!”, there was blood red nether infused in Byron’s voice, which shook Reed’s head, making a few strands of dark mist to be expulsed out of his forehead, that was Sarah’s mind destabilizing nether.

“Tsk, I was going to rip his throat out with my nails, what a shame~”, casually said the crazy girl as she shrugged.

‘She is way more dangerous for us than what I originally thought, damn it we should have ignored the dangers back then to kill her even if our avatars were destroyed by the Matriarch of the Light Palace’, thought the Balax Lord as he saw the disbelief in Reed’s eyes, he who is used to toy with other people’s minds was provoked and he nearly made a wrong move just by being insulted by Sarah.

Well it wasn’t just any insult, but the single stain in Reed’s “record”, the sole woman he failed to lay his hands on is Bell, not only because he quite literally didn’t dare to do anything to her, because his mind tricks to make her believe he was her husband would have instantly broke if he even held her hand, but also because the avatar he sent literally didn’t have the tools needed for the “job” it was just a flesh doll without a gender, its real appearance was of a no face monster with skin and a crown pattern on the frontal part of his head.

The same applied to Byron’s avatar, their appearance which matched their real ones was a result of Reed using an illusion, that’s also the origin of the curse he placed on Bell and Sarah, he literally marked them in order to come back and take them for himself if he ever had the chance, or for them to die in a horrible way while preserving their corpses to make two members of the Black Night race with them as the base.

So, Sarah poked an old wound, which had grown “infected” ever since she literally told Reed that both she and Bell had been taken by someone else, especially because he could not feel the slightest trace of the nether he left to corrode them, or more accurately she stabbed that old wound with a rusty knife and then spread salt all over it, it didn’t help that she also used her innate ability to worsen the reaction.

“Based on what I learned from your fights, you wouldn’t be telling us, all this without a reason, so let me hear it, but before… where the hell did you learn all this?”, calmly asked the Balax Lord.

The secrets from back then were only known by the three of them, since the one that broke away from their tricks was dealt with by the Bane Lord, and though she escaped, her memories were successfully erased by that attack she took in order to protect the child in her belly, in other words… Reyne.

“Oh, that’s easy, he told me~”, said Sarah as she pointed at the Bane Lord who immediately shouted.

“Nonsense!”, he could feel the murderous gaze coming from Byron and Reed so he of course denied it, luckily for the Bane Lord, Sarah’s next words proved his innocence.

“And you also told me, and he did it as well~”, she said as she raised the ring, middle and index fingers of her left hand which had miniature purple skulls floating above them, up-close one could see the black, dark red and dark pink nether contained inside of them.

‘No way!’, exclaimed the three Lords in their minds at unison, only for their fears to be confirmed the next second.

“Hehe, yup that’s right, I simply asked my lineage to “order” your nether to show me the memories stored inside of them, of course I could only do it because the huge amount of nether inside of mom and me had so much bottled-up emotions that the memories were not hard to obtain, after all horny pieces of trash are easy to read~”.

“And my Purple Royal nether has all the abilities of the mind affecting nether of a certain someone, but upgraded to a higher level”, she didn’t forget to further belittle the Asmadian Lord by showing him, her middle finger which had the purple skull that contained his nether, floating above it.

‘This is your fault Reed, this abomination you created can already “command” nether to this extent while not being even a high-level Mortal realm being, and whatever she is, she isn’t a member of our race, so how are you going to atone for it?’, asked the Bane Lord in a voice that only the three Lords could hear.

Only for the three Lords to be brought back to the real world by Sarah answering the first part of the question asked by the Balax Lord.

“As to why I’m telling you all this, that’s because it won’t make a difference, you are going to die at our hands in this place… no, we are going to utterly crush you, not out of revenge or anything like that, since thanks to our beloved king you are not our end goal anymore, but simple pebbles in our path, I can feel it, it will be really beneficial for us to kill you”, concluded Sarah.

To which Reyne and Jasmine nodded, certainly they wished nothing more than to rip the flesh and tear the bones of the Lords for what they did to their loved ones, but their aim weren’t they anymore, they wished to walk alongside Daimon and for that they needed to defeat the Lords, their lineages urged them to do so, also Daimon told them to bring the subject of Jessica, so that the Lords would think of it, because that way, if he obtained their memories like it happened with Agrak, he might be able to see how she lost hers, which would make easier to find a way to recover them.

“Well, well, well, it looks like our dear “daughters” have become rebellious due to our absence, so why don’t we discipline them, I say we show them the severed head of that masked bastard which seems to be the source of this stupid overconfidence”, said the Asmadian Lord as he got up his throne, followed by the other two.

“Who do you want to trick, you just want to kill that guy because he stole that purple haired woman from you, based on the fights we saw and that damn black sea emblem, he might be related to the Prison Megalodon general, so keeping him alive would be a better choice”, said the Bane Lord, but ultimately the one that called the shots was the Balax Lord.

“We will kill them all, no excuses are allowed this time, I don’t care what you use them for after that, we are running out of time, we’ll make do with my “daughter” corpse…”, the Balax Lord’s orders were interrupted by the three sisters giggling, which made the Lords frown.

“I can’t… your subordinate is going to show us Daimon’s severed head, hahaha!”, the crazy girl bent as she thunderously laughed as if her life depended on it.

“I didn’t take nethereals for a race with such a good sense of humor, not only do they believe that a mere middle stage Archknight can cause Daimon any trouble, but they even call us their “daughters” after all that, it’s not funny at all!”, said the crazy girl whose expression took a 180° turn in, her purple eyes glowed in an ominous dark haze for a fraction of a second before she returned to normal.

“No matter what, we are your fathers, half of your lineage comes from us and the hierarchy of nethereals is really strict, so you can’t go against us even if you want to”, said the Balax Lord, to which Sarah giggled before saying.

“You might be our fathers but… he is our daddy~”, and with those words, a black portal out of which Daimon was thrown out, appeared in front of the three sisters.

And that’s how we reach the previous scene in which Sarah was laughing like a maniac, while Reyne felt like stabbing that crazy sister of hers with her lance, and Jasmine was cutely blushing due to Sarah’s weird choice of words.