The last Vampire with the Hero summoner system: I get 5x their powers-Chapter 78: A girl

The little girl, with soft, silky white hair, jewel like gentle red eyes, face so meek and small, had an expression so furious, it would make even an experienced soldier shiver.

Her body’s skin, that should be as pale and smooth as her face’s, wasn’t. It was surely the reason for her expression as well.

The soft skin had long red, bloody perfect lines, all over her petite body.

She was shivering in just a white blanket. Clearly, the red lines were from a whip. There were no tears. Only, anger.

Today, her highness trained me to handle torture. It was the hardest out of everything, even poison tolerance. Especially when mother was the one who inflicted it. To create absolute emotional numbness.

She said it will happen every week, every Fridays. Wonder what mother feels. Our clan’s purpose is to serve the royals.

She probably was raised exactly like me, maybe a bit better since I am not aware if she was personal maid to someone as important as prince Lucien too.

Will I become like her by the end too? To be able to torture my own children at one order of someone like Lucien...

Anger was my only reaction to this thought as I winced in pain. Every tingle of pain reminding me that Nocthra empire and the queen will never fall.

"Alya, lord Lucien wants a snack. Get up quickly." Mom was as casual as ever. As if we really were mother and daughter. As if she hasn’t just caused so much pain and fear not even ten minutes ago.

I really wonder what goes through her mind.

...

I smiled warmly, "Anya, open your mouth." A small, purple haired girl, exactly my age, sat adorably in my lap, hugging with a brilliant smile. She parted her lips.

I extended the already bitten chocolate bar towards her. As she clenched her jaw, I pulled it back right no time.

Anya pouted, opened her jaw again and attacked my hand.

"AH!" She bit it with all her might.

With a devious grin, she pulled out the chocolate outta my loosened grip and munched on it happily. "You evil brat!"

I wanted to throw her at the floor but she climbed and wrapped around me even tighter with a cheeky smile.

My heart ached at the willpower it was lacking. How could anyone make a demon so adorable.

"We’re twins. Calling me brat would mean sister is a brat too. Also, you will get fat if you ate so much." Anya said with an rather serious face.

"You’re the one whose getting fat! You already ate yours! And, then you wanted mine! I was even about to share..." I sulked.

She tapped my cheek in comfort, patting it gently. "Here, you can have half." She mumbled, still holding the chocolate with her mouth.

"Hmph! I don’t want it now! You don’t know how hard it was to steal it."

She pulled out the chocolate bar she was sucking out of her mouth. Than, broke it in half. It wasn’t really a perfect half. It wasn’t even close to it! 20% of it if we are being generous.

Anya first shook her head pensively at the loss of her chocolate before turning towards me with her adorable red eyes.

Chuuuuu!

She kissed my cheek with her brilliant smile, leaving a brownish lipstick mark that covered half my right cheek. Lipstick was obviously the chocolate on her lips.

She nodded repeatedly as she distanced her face a little, as if proud of her work.

I was caught off guard. This demon really was very adorable.

Before I could say anything that would embarrass her, she shoved the "half" chocolate in my mouth, launching me in a coughing fit as she kept her small hand on my lips.

I promise, no matter what, I will protect you from ever becoming a maid. Even if that meant killing a newborn in the main branch of the royal family.

I won’t ever let you end up like me. That’s a promise.

...

After her death, I became more and more like mom.

It just didn’t bothered me, I suppose. Numbness that her highness always wanted from me was finally achieved.

I scored perfect in both subjects I hated. Torture resistance and poison resistance. Along with others.

It wasn’t because I was suddenly very motivated to become the perfect maid, just that I didn’t want to bother. I just want it to be over as soon as possible.

Knowing it never will be as Nocthra empire, queen and Lucien are all immortal, like me. But, every day, being left alone, and no one ordering felt like the only good thing in my life.

She didn’t die because of the royal family. She died because I existed.

I had one of the largest Arcana pool, comparable to a royal like Lucien and Anya had barely.

When we stayed in the womb together, that much exposure of Arcana to such a fragile body took it’s toll.

Her hair were purple because of the mutations too. Doctors were hundred percent sure this was the cause of her suddenly developing Arcana poisoning.

It was a disease that had no cure. Will have no cure. The virus in the body that came with this disease fed on Arcana.

Something that was in your body, in oxygen you inhaled, in water you drank, in meat and vegetables you ate, and they grew very strong the more they ate.

The most a person would survive after getting something like this was two weeks. She survived just three days.

She wasn’t even conscious for me to tell her how much I loved her. How she was the sun in my dark life.

On the first day she was sick, I didn’t know it’s severity. I didn’t fight for a leave.

Mom said she was asking for to see me. No one told me. When I finally got there, with four chocolate bars I stole, she wouldn’t wake up.

She must be so scared. She was quite around everybody but me, her killer.

Me being not there for her might just have hastened the process. Maybe her highness had a way to save her if only I was there and she could’ve stayed awake for a little bit more. 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Her highness preferred me because of my skill, if I’d begged, surely a god like her should have a way to fix my sister. It’s all my fault.

I should’ve ran back to her side the moment I learned she was sick.

...

Years passed. Over seventeen years. I had long accepted my fate. The hopes the younger me had; to escape, or to start a rebellion had long died down.

Training was over. Just basic maid duties were all I needed to do for it to end. This was my life now.

For eternity. I can never die. Nocthra Empire and vampires will never fall. Queen is eternal. Lucien will be eternal. And, I will server them for eternity.

Anya wanted to paint. She really loved the paintings on the palace they had, I told her all about them.

From how they were painted to who painted them. She loved those stories. I could see in her eyes that she had this dream.

I thought, when I will become a head maid, I could get the permission for her to get started. With our infinite lifespan, it’s never too late.

Dreams. To think back to it, she did ask me of what my dream was. I couldn’t answer her.

Especially when the only dream I remember having was rather dark. I dreamt of watching my mother die. Queen Frieda die. Lucien die.

That was only until she died. Than, even that dream died down. After, I had no dreams I could think of. Maybe, to bring her back to life if that was possible.

But, obviously that was just a fantasy more than a purposeful goal.

I had accepted my fate. The days went on. Exactly the same. There were no changes or surprises. Alya do that, Alya do this.

To think of it, mom wasn’t that much affected by Anya’s death. She said, she knew it would come. She was prepared she said.

Why didn’t she talk about it if she could guess. If it was the queen, she could’ve found a way. Hell she could’ve brought back the dead even.

But, mom never did. She was a bitch. Through and through. I don’t think I am like her, even now. I would never do that to Anya.... right?

"Lick the milk you dropped." Lucien said. I kneeled and began licking the floor before the words could even be registered by my mind.

If Lucien said that... I am not sure.

I don’t want to live.

Please god, kill me.

Why am I like this?

I don’t want to be a maid. Please. I don’t want it.

I was growing more and more hopeless. Until, that day...