D'narda

Aegon was about to leave, but he felt a small source of life, it was something light like a person who is on the verge of death. Being curious he decided to investigate, if it was something bizarre he was going to cover the whole place with Amaterasu.

But it was not something bizarre what he found. The source of life that he felt came from a hidden sarcophagus at the bottom of the temple.

"This isn't the real La Magra, is it?" he asked himself.

[AEGON POV]

This is strange, I don't remember anything like that in the movie (he's referring to the Blade movie), but this is an alternate universe from which I only have ideas of what can happen and the type of person each person is.

Opening this sarcophagus could release something dangerous, but what could it be? Unless it's a cosmic entity, a god, or an omega-level mutant, I'm confident I can deal with it.

"Okay, it's decided." Without thinking much I opened the sarcophagus and was surprised, then I remembered that God must worship me. What was in the sarcophagus was a woman.

Her body looked somewhat malnourished, but still, she could see some beautiful features. She had short red hair. When I checked her teeth I could see long canines. I think this woman is La Magra.

I was thinking about what to do when the woman opened her eyes scaring me a little, I almost punched her in the face.

[THIRD PERSON POV]

When Aegon saw that the woman opened her eyes Aegon stared at her, she seemed disoriented, but only a few seconds had passed when she attacked Aegon wanting to drink her blood.

Even if she was the supposed blood god in his condition there was little she could do to Aegon. Seeing that the woman seemed out of her control, Aegon held her down by placing a hand on her chest and cutting off her hand allowing her to drink something.

This wasn't the first time a vampire had drunk her blood, as she had allowed Anastasia and Alyssa to do so before she left Russia.

From this, she knew that she was immune to the bite of a vampire, and her blood was only found delicious nothing more, perhaps an aphrodisiac.

The woman drank quite a bit of Aegon's blood, but with her regeneration, this was something she could afford, though now she was the hungry one.

After almost a minute the woman regained control and separated from Aegon. The look on her face was as if she repudiated what she had done and he found this strange.

They both stood in silence looking at each other. Aegon decided to be the first to speak. "Can you understand me?" The woman just nodded. "Oh, that will help us a lot." He thought that she wouldn't speak English since the sarcophagus looked so old.

"My name is…wait I can't tell you my name yet, I don't know if you're a bloodthirsty psychopath, well you're a vampire so you're bloodthirsty." Aegon said quietly, but she could hear him perfectly.

"I am no such thing! Before I had no control over my actions, my body was very weak. I did not expect that this would be the end of me." she said the last thing looking at himself with a sad tone.

"You want to tell me a little about yourself, maybe I can help you. I'm pretty sure times have changed a lot since the last time you walked the world. You could start by telling me how you can speak my language." It must have been a few thousand years he thought.

"It's thanks to a spell I learned when I was young and your blood." She replied to the woman as she wiped the little blood that was on her face, unconsciously running the tongue across her lips resulting in rather erotic action.

The last thing the woman had mentioned had alarmed him. "Wait, what else did you get from my blood?" He was silent waiting for the woman's response. 'If she just happened to get some of my memories, be it all hottie or not, she's dead.' It was what Aegon thought remembering the abilities of the vampires in the Underworld.

"I only learned your language, the original spell is more complex and requires a drop of blood from the person you want to learn how to communicate with, but after I turned, this is the result."

"Okay." Deep down he thought. 'You're safe for now.' "So what should I call you, vampire sorceress, goddess of blood, La Magra?"

"The Magna." He repeated softly and seemed to remember something that made the vampire look alarmed again. "How do you know that name?"

"Let's see, that's what the group of vampire fanatics who were trying to bring you back called you."

"What!? Bringing that monster back. Did they make it?" She was agitated and about to panic. "What is a vampire? You've mentioned it several times."

'Monster? But if she is hot.' "I have a slight impression that you are not La Magra. So that you can calm down I will tell you that you are the only new thing that has appeared tonight and all the other vampires who wanted to carry out the ritual are dead." Seeing that the vampire seemed relieved to hear what she was saying, she continued. "By the way, a vampire is a creature that feeds on blood, that is, you. Now would you mind explaining everything to me?"

The woman began to make a history of her, according to her words her name is D'narda and she was a sorceress in the ancient city of Karanda. She along with the rest of the citizens lived a prosperous life until one day an evil appeared, an immortal creature of unknown origins called Skornn, although a few worshipers called him La Magra.

Unable to destroy the Nirinthian Council, D'narda's council summoned a mighty warrior to fight the Skornn. The creature fed on the blood of its victims.

By the time the warrior appeared, D'narda was the only one left of the council alive. The warrior fought bravely, but no matter what, the creature did not die.

Seeing the precarious situation D'narda found herself in, she decided to use the last resort, a dagger capable of killing an immortal, but in exchange for such power, a life had to be offered as a sacrifice.

Determined to win at all costs, D'narda offered her life as a sacrifice.

That should have ended everything for her, but that was not the case. D'narda woke up days after making her sacrifice and was now a creature like the one she had tried to eliminate, luckily she had some degree of control over her thirst for energy..

Gathering information she discovered that the dagger had worked and the warrior had killed the monster and then left.

With the city nearly destroyed, not knowing where the dagger was now, and knowing that she would be feared when her new secret became known, she decided to go to sleep in the sarcophagus using a spell that would wake her up if Skornn ever returned.

"Let me understand, you were a Manasota sorceress in ancient times and when you and your gang couldn't kill a probably very ugly vampire you made isekai to someone who fought for you. Still, to kill the…"

Aegon stood trying to remember for a moment. "Skornn, if that's what you called him, to kill the Skornn you had to use a fantastic dagger that needed a sacrifice to work and you were that sacrifice. But you didn't die and you were transformed into a super sexy vampire."

This looks like a light novel, Aegon thought.

The vampire had been silent all this time listening to Aegon summarize the story she had told him. "I don't understand what a mamasota or isekai sorceress is, but it's pretty accurate."

"Well, as I mentioned before, that Skornn or La Magra was not revived so you can go back to sleep in your sarcophagus or come with me and see how much the world has changed since the last time you saw him. I'm sure you're going to be surprised. Ultimately, it's your decision."

Aegon said no more and the woman understood that he was waiting to find out what her answer would be. Making up her mind didn't take her any time, there was nothing else she could do after having tasted her blood for so long.

"If you don't mind, I'd like to tag along. It's like you said, I'd like to see how much the world has changed."

"Then follow me. You'll be staying at my house until you've familiarized yourself with these times and then you can be on your own. I have to think about what to say to my girlfriends, by the way, if you try something with some of my girlfriends, I'll put you on." to sleep... for all eternity."

"Don't worry, with what I drank from you I can last for a while, long enough to find areas with animals to feed on." The vampire paused. "The truth is, I hate having to feed on blood." She then looked at him and thought 'although I don't hate yours at all.

They both began to move quickly towards the city. D'narda, although she was not as fast as Aegon, her speed from what he could see was greater than the Blade. As they headed into the city, D'narda mentioned him. "You must be a very brave warrior to go out against a group of vampires by yourself and prevent Skornn's return."

"Not really, he wasn't the only one fighting tonight. There were 2 other people with me tonight, they just left when I found you."

"That just means there were 3 brave warriors. Also, you must be very strong if you have multiple women."

Aegon felt there was something more to her words. "Let's just say I have my abilities and if you want to be one of them I wouldn't mind." The latter was said with a smile, and D'narda got a little angry at this.

"Don't overestimate yourself. It takes more than a mere warrior to have me as a woman. I was never a weak woman, much less now." After saying that she quickened her pace a bit.

What followed that night was Aegon showing him a bit of the city, he had given a good sum of money to a family for the clothes that D'narda now wore. The vampire couldn't believe her eyes as she walked through the city.

She would have liked to continue wandering around the city, but Aegon didn't feel like it so she promised her that she would ask her girlfriends to show her around the city the next day, unlike the vampires she had seen so far, D'narda didn't seem to have any of his weaknesses.