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I am standing, in front of me is the throne of the vampires, which only a few seconds ago still belonged to Queen Ruby, at least in her name.
~World Announcement~
~It ends up being crowned a new vampire king~
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On my right was Vlad Ilie, leader of my clan. On his other side was a couple, whom he had never seen before, but there aren't many people in the world who don't know their names.
The first was Beelzebub, the demon king's right-hand man, they say he is on an unattainable level, but his appearance did not show it, he was six feet tall and looked just like a simple human child, he had black hair and white skin, as well as moths from a northern person, for his eyes that were a little pulled.
"Yes... yes, forgive me" I answer by looking away from them for a moment.
Beelzebub's eyes put anyone who looks at them in a state of hypnosis. When I saw them for the first time it was as if I was looking into h.e.l.l itself, memories of all the bad things that I had already gone through, and that I had not even experienced, pa.s.s into my mind, all I could feel was pain and suffering.
I look again in their direction, but this time focusing on the person who was next to Beelzebub. She was a woman, her long, curly brown hair really caught the eye, she was a little over three feet tall, her body was practically perfect, the one that would be considered close to perfect. His aura was completely different from that of his partner, he seemed to transmit only goodness around him. His name was Artern, self-styled G.o.ddess of hope.
"Making a G.o.ddess like I wait," says Artern snorting a little.
"You're not a G.o.ddess, so shut up" answers Beelzebub.
"I'm not? Then how would you explain that? "She talks by turning her back.
From there appear two big wings, which were not in that place before, were six in total and had a platinum color, they even seemed to glow. A halo appears on his head, this one having the same colour as his wings.
"You're just the d.a.m.n angel race, don't let the worship of humans go up the brat's head" Beelzebub flutters.
The race of angels disappeared a few centuries ago, according to what the church preaches they were called back to the divine kingdom by G.o.d, but non-believers usually only claim that they were extinguished in the various wars that occurred.
"Brat? I'm over 500 years old! "Artern speaks by raising his voice.
"I'm over a millennium old" Beelzebub speaks calmly.
"I'm not young, you're just too old, Grandpa" mocks the angel.
A vein can be seen jumping on Beelzebub's forehead, then a dark aura begins to leave his body.
"You're starting to p.i.s.s me off," says looking at the woman.
The first time I saw an argument between them I couldn't take it, I ended up running scared of being killed, but now I'm starting to get used to this scene, although my body still shakes and feels a tightness in my heart. I can't avoid those reactions, an attack from them could easily evaporate.
"Request permission for you to enter. "A voice can be heard outside the hall door.
"Just come in, he won't be able to answer you at the moment, it's been some time since he started his meditation. "Beelzebub answers.
The one who enters the room is a black elf, he was a little less than four feet tall, gray hair and dark skin, his name is Samael, someone from the upper echelon of black elves. He walks, standing in front of the throne, then kneels down and looks at the figure seated.
"The demon king is on his way," says the elf.
The figure, who was sitting on the throne, finally opens his eyes after a few hours. His name is Barbatos, like all the original vampires his skin is extremely white and, like Ruby, marks that appeared to be black tattoos spread all over his body, those caused by his great demonic strength, but his eyes, instead of the bright red characteristic of vampires, shone in a golden light.
"Just try not to faint in front of the demon king, it always happens and it's very embarra.s.sing. "Beelzebub speaks.
He seemed to be addressing Vlad and me, but I can't understand how I would end up pa.s.sing out, I may even feel frightened, but pa.s.sing out already seems too much.
At this moment a strong presence appears, there was no trace of it before, how can something like this come out of nowhere? Someone that strong should have been felt miles away. I fell to my knees, my legs weren't shaking, I couldn't even do something like that. Looking to the side I realize that Vlad also knelt down, it is as if only his presence pressed us against the ground.
Artern is calm, but a small drop of sweat can be seen running down her face, even someone like her could not get away with something of this magnitude, but Beelzebub was just yawning, it seemed that it did not affect him.
His presence was getting closer and closer, unlike his arrival his approach was being very slow. Everyone in the room is on their knees, even Barbatos, but unlike me they were doing it of their own free will. I feel as if my body is being crushed, to stay in that position was almost impossible.
The door opens.
"Welcome, Your Majesty. "Samael says as he hears the sound of the door.
Someone in armor entered the hall, on either side was a woman, these were of the devil race, their appearance was that of a hybrid of humans and demons, but the races had no connection. They looked human, but with wings and horns of demons, one of them had long black hair, besides greyish eyes, her sister, at least that's what she looked like, was practically identical, but with her colors reversed to her other half.
The man in the center, at least, was what he thought he was, was the cause of all this brute force that was being overflowed. He wore complete armor, which was totally black, no part of his skin was apparent.
"How long Asmodeus, my friend. "Barbatos says standing up and walking to the man in armor.
"I see you got the throne, as I hate the monarchy. "Asmodeus says greeting his friend with a handshake.
He takes a sigh as he looks towards the throne, then his vision seems to be directed towards me.
"Your soldiers are still awake, they seem to be really strong. "Praise the devil lord.
"Two of the best," replies Barbatos.
Hearing these words Beelzebub ends up laughing, everyone looks in his direction instinctively.
"You vampires are really weak, that's the height of your race," he says among the laughter.
"Don't say that, you know how big their ego is, you'll end up p.i.s.sing them off by saying something like that. "Artern answers with a smile on his face.
Both Barbados and Vlad show some hostility when they look at Beelzebub, but neither of them has the courage to express themselves. Vlad couldn't even do something, he seemed to be using too much strength to stay awake, maybe he didn't react to those words precisely because he couldn't do anything at the time.
"Those two are Nahemah. "Asmodeus says referring to the two women he was with.
"My name is Nahemah, it's a pleasure to meet you. "The one with the black hair says saying h.e.l.lo.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, my name is Nahemah, it's a pleasure to meet you. "Then the gray-haired one says the same greeting.
An awkward silence arises in the hall, I can even feel the pressure of Asmodeus diminishing a little during the presentations. n.o.body has the courage to say anything, but this silence is broken by Vlad, who could no longer stand and ends up falling to the ground.
"Asmodeus, try not to kill them, we'll still need your services," says Barbatos after looking at Vlad.
"It's true, I had forgotten, sometimes I just let my aura slip away a little, even trying to restrict it," replies Asmodeus.
All her armor starts to change color, in a few moments she becomes completely white.
"Now you must be able to stand up, at least I hope so," says the Demon King.
I got up with great difficulty, my legs, as well as the rest of my body, were trembling, not only with fear, but with a great pain that was chasing him. Vlad gets up right away.
"Impressive, I didn't expect them to resist so much, are you absolutely sure this girl is not the hero we're looking for? "Asmodeus asks looking at me.
I look astonished at them, they're looking for a hero...