Beyond the Bloodline-Chapter 232: And on the Seventh Day… V

Again, ’her’ difference in perspective showed as ’she’ casually told Jamie to hold off for the next ’two or three million years’ like it was one or two months.

Jamie was about to respond to ’her’ when ’Estea’ pointed in Miranda’s direction and spoke.

[And tell your wife to stop glaring at me. I’m entirely innocent of whatever blame she’s cooked up this time.]

Hearing this, Jamie sighed and facepalmed. Then, he extended his hand, and with a gentle grip, he cupped the side of Miranda’s face, pulling her closer until her head rested on his shoulder.

After this, he returned his gaze to Estea and continued speaking.

"I noticed something strange when I got here."

A diaphanous board with a list of names appeared in front of him and he scrolled through it with his eyes and spoke.

"For some reason, Malecor’s seat was empty."

Jamie was looking at the list of Main Entities of the Universe, and when he mentioned that, Miranda spoke up.

"He became a Primogenial so I told Richard to pick his replacement."

"Ohh..."

As for ’Estea’, ’she’ cocked her head to the side with a confused expression and asked.

[Who’s Malecor?]

"Are you for real now? He’s the one who controlled Reincarnation."

[Oh! That human guy!

Yeah, I did notice his seat went empty but I didn’t really care. That’s Zanerth’s problem, not mine.

But, do tell Richard to make sure whoever it is he puts as a replacement, it should NOT be from the same planet or galaxy as Eldros.]

Jamie narrowed his eyes when ’Estea’ said this, and then he looked at Miranda who seemed to be halfway asleep and asked.

"Did Malecor mention anything off about Eldros?"

"Hmm? I think he wanted to but I didn’t have the mind to care at the time."

Hearing her words, Jamie nodded silently before speaking in his true voice.

|Caera. |

"Here."

The Archdevil manifested beside him on his call, and he turned and relayed Estea’s message to her, sending her to inform Richard.

After Caera left, ’Estea’ spoke once more.

[The way I see it, that giant is definitely up to something and Zanerth bugging me is probably a means to distract me so I don’t tell the others to go check on what’s happening there.]

As for how ’Estea’, whose influence was limited to ’her’ gravitational field was able to get information about events happening in other Galaxies, let’s just say ’she’ could see the Universe through the eyes of ’her’ Defence Mechanisms.

Her ’Heroes’ for example.

[Last thing, Jamie. You said you were going to Pinecone, right? Mind getting one of that Space Beast’s cores for me?]

’Estea’ casually asked for one of the cores of the Amorphous Space Beast, and Jamie gave ’her’ an incredulous gaze.

"What the hell do you need that for?!"

[To strengthen my own, what else?]

"..."

Jamie facepalmed with his free hand, before looking at the Planet’s Incarnation and speaking.

"Estea. I’ve fed you fragments of broken galactic cores before. The Vela Galaxy could get destroyed and you’d still be alive! What other strengthening do you need?"

[Enough to withstand a Big-Bang. Or a reverse big bang in this case...]

The ’woman’ placed a hand on ’her’ chin with a contemplative expression while casually speaking about giving ’herself’ more durability than the entire Universe.

"Just get the fuck out here."

[I am here.]

"..."

Jamie deadpanned ’Estea’ once again, and ’she’ wore an impish grin on ’her’ face.

[Now you get how people feel when they deal with you.

Anyway, I just came to tell you to hold off on little Seren so Zanerth doesn’t come yapping again. See ya!]

After saying ’her’ piece, ’Estea’ disappeared just as silently as ’she’ appeared. Blink once and ’she’ was gone.

Not bothering to waste too much brainpower thinking about the enigmatic planetary consciousness, Jamie turned his gaze back to the gathered Vampire rulers and spoke.

"No then, let’s get to the main agenda here."

Immediately, his demeanour changed and the Vampires immediately perked their ears.

So far, some pretty important things had been spoken about, but considering the way Jamie acted usually, these things did not seem worth him calling back all the Vampire Rulers.

He normally just sent messages or held video conferences and that was it. If he was meeting anyone physically, it was just a few people.

But this time, he called everyone here. Something serious had to have gone down.

Jamie snapped his fingers and they felt the entire Bloodrealm shake. Using his Authority over it, Jamie had sealed the entire realm, so nothing could enter...or leave.

Then, he began speaking.

"I’ve recently come to know of certain... troubling developments. A certain group of nuisances has been revived."

Immediately, Miranda’s eyes shot open and she pushed herself off Jamie’s body, her expression filled with shock.

"Wait, that’s the part you wanted to tell them?!"

"Mira, the last time we were blindsided, the losses were—well, catastrophic. This time, I want us prepared."

"No, no, no. Did you forget why we kept those details under wraps? I thought you were only going to talk about Ikerth and his cronies!"

Miranda had instantly caught on to Jamie’s intentions the moment she heard the words ’group of nuisances’, and she realised what she thought Jamie was going to say, was far from what he really wanted to.

"I am NOT on board with this."

She was vehemently opposed to it. But Jamie thought otherwise.

"We restricted the information then because it was a problem then. You all were so grievously injured and no one was in sound body and mind to think about dealing with the aftermath.

That’s why we had to lock away those details and erase parts of it from history.

This time, things WOULD BE different."

He did not give context to his words, but Miranda knew exactly what he meant, and the Crimson Court members from Founding Houses quickly pieced it together too.

Especially when he spoke about ’erasing parts from history’.

Realization dawned on Bianca first, and soon after, Seren and Waldron followed suit, recognizing the unspoken words: The Destruction Supreme’s Era.

However, they said nothing and waited for Jamie to resume addressing them.

After he was done with Miranda, that is.

"See, I originally planned to take the recovery easy. To be laid back and finish things whenever.

But because of this, I’m now speeding up my plans. Hence why I’m going to Pinecone.

There are also several things I need to effect in preparation as well."

"..."

Miranda’s frown deepened, but eventually, she sighed and looked away.

"Do what you want."

Jamie smiled and raised his hand to pat her head, and she shot him a mild glare but didn’t pull away.

"Don’t try to coax me like a child."

Though she said that, she did NOT make any effort to remove his hand from her hair.

Jamie stifled a chuckle, letting a smile linger on his face as he turned back to the gathered Vampires in the hall.

"Okay guys..."

But just as suddenly, the smile faded, and his expression grew serious.

"Until I say otherwise, what I’m about to say should not leave this Hall.

It seems that the Extinction Legion has been revived."

A stunned silence filled the room as the words sank in, and then, one by one, shocked exclamations broke out.

The hall erupted in uneasy murmurs, disbelief and dread rippling through the crowd as they tried to process the enormity of what Jamie had just told them.

The reign of the Destruction Supreme and the war that followed were veiled in secrecy, their details restricted to only the highest echelons of Universal Authority.

A lot of people didn’t even know that the ’Destruction Supreme’ once existed, and of those who did, most remembered him as a powerful ’Race Emperor’ who caused an Intergalactic war—unaware that the man was far more powerful than all the Race Emperors combined.

As for the war he caused, to call it "intergalactic" was a profound understatement, bordering on blasphemy.

His forces were known as the ’Extinction Legion’, a name that struck fear into the hearts of those who remembered—but even the Legion’s terrifying reality had been deliberately obscured.

As Jamie had stated earlier, none of the Hybrids or the other powerhouses who participated in the war were in sound mind and body to deal with the aftermath, so they just locked everything away.

Today, only those with certain positions in the Universe’s Pantheon are privy to fragments of this dark past. Race Kings, for example, know more than the average sentient, with enough knowledge to harbour a faint sense of the dread the Extinction Legion brought and the creation of the Dead Zone in the war’s climactic battle.

Emperors, of course, were entrusted with even greater insight.