IX

A mysterious figure walked between the columns, searching for the vampire's body. The body started to age not long ago, finally bitten by the tooth of time.

I told you it would end like this, but you didn't want to listen.

The figure laughed, revealing long white canines. Compared to the pale face, the lips were red as blood.

Your blood will help me in other purposes.

In the lake of fresh blood that gleefully filled the holes in the marble stone, he watched, a face with horns in his mouth full of sharp teeth.

All in good time, thought the stronger demon. He arrived to create me before he exhaled. I just have to wait. Time is on my side…