As the blood realm crumbled, the once-vibrant landscape of torment dissolved into nothingness.
The crimson hues faded, leaving only a void of emptiness in its wake. The vampire's tortured screams echoed in the empty space, haunting in their absence.
In the aftermath, as the echoes of suffering subsided, I stood alone amidst the ruins of the collapsed blood realm. My surroundings were devoid of life, the silence accentuating the emptiness that now enveloped me.
"Haaaah…..Haaaaah….."
Breathless and spent, I gazed upon the remnants of the vampire, a mere lump of flesh that was once a creature of the night.
'It is over….'
I felt something different inside me. As the vampire met its end, I saw something red entering me and enveloping me.
However, at that moment, intoxicated by that madness, I didn't care about what it was.
'It is empty.'