02 | The Beginning of a New Life

Damien's residence.

The backyard is used for the training ground for the Rebellion troops, behind the yard there is a large building which is a textile factory for the humans to work in, as well as a cover to hide the humans Damien saved. So far, he has accommodated about eighty-seven humans. Some of them work in factories, some others work to take care of houses and yards that are planted with various kinds of fruits such as apples, oranges, grapes, and others.

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The clink of sharp weapons interlocking can be heard from the backyard of the residence of Sir Damien Blackheart. The noble-class vampire in the kingdom of Trinity Kingdom. And the older brother of Michelle Joanne Gibbons.

    Michelle, the girl who was fast asleep a while ago, has now woken up, slowly changing her position from lying down to sitting, rubbing her eyes while trying to regain her sleeping consciousness.

    There are so many strange things she feels, especially in her buttocks. Yes, her buttocks feel very comfortable. The soft pads that she is now sitting on feel unfamiliar. Her hand tried to touch the cushion she was currently sitting on, like a very comfortable mattress.

    Not only that, but her sense of smell also caught something strange. The room she was in was very fragrant, like the smell of fresh apples that had just plucked from the garden. Or maybe, an orange?

    And her skin also felt a strange sensation. It seemed like something very soft and comfortable had stuck to her skin. Maybe some silk cloth or something. It seemed like she had been wearing such comfortable clothes for a long time. At least it had been a long time since she had felt how it felt like there was a cloth covering her skin.

    Michelle still did not want to open her eyes. Once again, she took a deep breath and tried to feel the strange sensations.

    "Hoaaahhhh~... Finally, God let me go to heaven," she muttered as she thought that she was already in heaven, heaven with the smell of fresh fruit, soft clothes, soft mattresses, and the sound of sharp weapons clinking together.

    Wait, the clink of sharp weapons?

    Michelle just found out there is a sound like that in heaven. Reluctantly, the beautiful girl who had just woken up from her sleep opened her eyes, finding a room that she thought was too big to be a room dominated by pure white and several shades of golden lines. Michelle turned her gaze downwards. The strange sensation on her skin earlier turned out to be from the clothes she was wearing, a white nightgown that was too soft for her.

    There was a slightly sticky feeling in some parts of her body. As if there was a thick liquid smearing some of the surfaces of her skin. Michelle put her hand into her nightgown and tried to feel the liquid that was so thick and fragrant. At first, Michelle thought that it was the liquid she used to get from the vampire masters she served before every time they finished playing with her body.

    But she was wrong. It looked like an ointment, maybe a traditional medicine or something, because it was right where her bruised was, and now the bruises did not hurt anymore. Even all the wounds on her skin had been healed. Although they still left marks, she did not feel any more pain.

    Her attention got drawn again to the clatter of sharp weapons that could be heard from outside the rear window. Michelle stood up, stepped toward the source of the sound, and immediately rounded her eyes.

    What made the beautiful girl surprised was not because of a group of well-built men with muscular bodies who were slamming into each other's sharp weapons, but by the scenery that was presented at the back of this mansion.

    Once again, Michelle felt like she was in heaven. Until the door to her room was knocked by someone from outside.

    Knock ... Knock ... Knock ... “Lady Michelle, are you awake?"

    A woman's voice in a soft tone called out to her from outside of her room. Michelle was amazed again. That was the first time someone called her name. She never told her name to her previous masters, not even to Kashmir, the owner of the human slave trade.

    "Lady Michelle? I heard something. Are you doing something right now? Can I come in?" Michelle was dumbfounded again. Someone just called her Lady. Maybe she was in heaven.

    “Lady Michelle?”

    "Y-yes, wait a minute!"

    Quickly Michelle walked, half running towards the large white door with a pattern of golden lines, opened it, and found a beautiful woman who she thought was very mature, shoulder-length hair and wearing clothes that seemed to be maids clothes. The woman frowned.

    "S-sorry I kept you waiting too long," said Michelle with a hint of fear in her mind. The woman smiled very sweetly and shook her head slowly.

    "You do not have to open the door. You should only tell me to come in, and I will open the door myself. Let me introduce myself first. I am Ginerva. You can call me Ginny. Mr. Damien sent me to be your servant." Michelle heard clearly. She just smiled with a confused face. The girl did not know what to do now.

    "It looks like you—"

    "Where is my brother?" cut Michelle quickly as soon as she realized she had heard the name Damien mentioned, but Ginny smiled again in a friendly manner.

    "Lord Damien has a sudden call from the kingdom. I will accompany you to get ready."

     "Getting ready for what?"

    "After fulfilling the call from the kingdom, Mr. Damien will take you around the city."

    Michelle just nodded her head without saying anything else to Ginny smiled again and brought Michelle in and told her to go to the bathroom while Ginny tidied Michelle's slightly wrinkled sheets.

    Ginny glanced at Michelle who had just taken off her nightgown. Inside her heart, she was amazed by the beauty of Michelle's body as if the scars that had started to heal did not prevent her body from radiating her beauty at all. Very proportionate and fit for girls her age. Michelle went into the bathroom, but it was not five seconds before she entered, the bathroom door was open again. "Are you going to wait for me there?"

    Ginny smiled. "Of course. There is no need to be afraid. Everyone in this house is good people."

    "T-That's not it. I am just afraid that you are waiting for me too long. You know, I have not showered in a long time ... And ..."

    "You have not showered in a long time?" asked Ginny, which made Michelle nod in embarrassment. "Take it easy. Use your time as best you can."

    Michelle nodded politely. "Al-alright. Thank you."

    Michelle closed the bathroom door and turned around, dumbfounded again at the inside of the bathroom. This bathroom was hundreds of times better than the rooms she had lived in as a slave to her former masters. It looks like she is about to have a little fun.

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    The Trinity Kingdom is a kingdom that is the central government of vampires in the whole universe. This kingdom is led by three great vampire generals, the strongest and most violent among all the vampires. The three are direct descendants of Belphegor, one of the seven princes of hell. That is why this kingdom is called Trinity. It sounded cool. But the names of the three vampire kings make the word cool disappear.

    Yep, their names are Kovak, Novak, and Sovak. Three vampire kings with different personalities and strengths. But their hair was all the same, long, straight black like they just came out of a beauty salon, and all slicked back.

    Novak has the power to manipulate fire, Kovak can bend land and even earth, and Sovak can control air. If there was one more vampire king who can manipulate the water element, then they will pass the casting of Avatar: The Legend of Aang. Unfortunately, there was not. But a vampire who stands closest to the throne of the three great kings is Saveroth, the vampire prime minister who has the power to manipulate ice. He even can create liquid nitrogen from ice that he can control.

    And now, let's get the attention returns to Damien, the only one out of a total of thirteen vampires in this room who carries a sword. A sword, made from the broken bones of Lucifer, the angel who was cast out of heaven and became the ruler of hell.

    "So, we agreed to form a special force that will hunt down the rebels, is that right? And I appoint you, Damien, to be the leader of the army that will hunt them down.” Novak said, but one of the nine upper-class nobles who were in this room did not seem to agree with that. Initially, the total number of noble class vampires in this kingdom was ten. But yesterday, Damien had killed one of them, Ridfield.

    Slammm~! ...    Someone smashed the table very hard with the palm. The one who did that was one of the upper-class nobles named Vincent Von Dutch.

    "Why did you appoint that useless, weak bastard to lead the army? Moreover, he is not a true descendant of vampires. I mean, he used to be a cattle. Are you going to insult us who are descendants of real vampires?!" shouted Vincent, but no one responded or even paid attention to him.

    Of all the nobles, only Vincent looked down on Damien the most.

    "Enough! I am fucking done with all this stupidity! I am going to kill this weak bastard right now!"

    With incredible speed, Vincent lunged at Damien. Vampires are creatures that superior in speed and strength beyond human reason. All vampires have that.

    Vincent was about to choke Damien's neck. Only a few millimeters he could grip his neck. But suddenly, time stopped. Everything in this room was like a mannequin statue. Damien stood up, grabbed Vincent by the neck, and slammed him on the floor, made the floor shattered.

    That is a rare ability that Daniel has. Apart from having a sword that can kill anyone in one cut, he can stop the time for four seconds. For a vampire, four seconds is sufficient to kill an army of twenty people. Maybe, even more, depending on his fighting skills.

    “Kheeuuukkhhh~! ... ” Vincent squealed in pain, with Damien gripping him hard by the neck and slamming his head to the floor.

    Vincent completely collapses, with Damien still strangling Vincent by the neck to the ground. Vincent shrieked violently, while Damien just smiled lopsidedly with a very sharp gaze.

    "Hahahaha, you lost again, Vincent. It looks like I will be poor if I keep betting on you." said a noble dressed in the most eccentric clothes of all. He was Leviath Aragorn.

    "Rrrrrggghhhhhh ... " shrieked Vincent as Damien choked him even harder, but in an instant, there was a spear made of ice stuck to the side of Damien's head, as if ready to make a hole in his head at any time. It was the power of Saveroth, the prime minister who was trying to ease the chaos in this royal hall room.

    Finally, Damien let go of the choke on Vincent's neck.

    "All right, that is all I want to discuss. All of you can go now," said Novak which, was welcomed by all the nobles.

    One by one the nobles began to leave this room. Vincent was the only one who came out with an annoyed expression. It looks like he is about to vent his annoyance on his cattle at home later.

    "Saveroth," called Novak, turning the prime minister who had the power to control the ice turn around. "I want you to do something for me."

    Saveroth also brought his face closer to Novak. Novak began to whisper his orders, making Saveroth smile widely. He stepped back and put his hands on his chest then bowed respectfully. "I will do it as soon as possible, your majesty."

    Saveroth also left the room.

    On the other hand, Damien was also smiling at the seat of his Lamborghini Veneno Roadster. Yep, Damien is the only noble-class vampire who never uses a personal driver. Damien smiled. Novak's decision to make him the leader of the rebel hunting army was a big step towards his success in overthrowing the vampire kingdom. They did not know that Damien was the leader of the rebel army itself.

    Damien quickly stepped on the gas pedal and drove his sports car leaving the royal palace. Now what was on his mind was to go home to pick up his beloved sister, Michelle, whom he had just found after twelve years of separation. To him, Michelle is the only reason why Damien has not lost his human side until now.

    But what surprised her was, Michelle grew into a girl with a beautiful body, especially last night when Damien himself applied the wound healing ointment all over her body.

    No, Michelle is his sister. He should not think of her like that.

    Yep, Michelle is the younger sister he cares about. He will take care of her at any cost.