Old One Bloodborne の小説・ストーリー

During my three-year-old son's preschool physical, his blood type didn't match mine or my wife's. I had just printed the divorce papers when I suddenly heard my son's voice. [This disgusting man is so stupid. He's raised me, his own little brother, as his son for years and still has no idea!] [Lol, hurry up and get divorced. Once they divorce, I can cling openly to my real mom!] [And divorced men are unwanted anyway. From now on, every dollar he earns will be mine!] My wife was still anxiously explaining, "Honey! I really never betrayed you! Do you really want a divorce?" I looked at my son's tightly closed lips and excited eyes, then tore up the divorce papers instead. "No divorce. S

"It is nothing big, honest. i just need one, maybe two, vials of your blood." "What?" Arisa yelled shocked. I couldn't contain my anger. I involuntarily phased into my demon form, albeit just the first stage. "You want me to bargain with my blood?! You know that is the one thing, other than Liz, that I can't give!" "No, not your blood, HER blood." Veronica pointed over to Arisa who looked pale. "What?" I asked shocked. Arron was also rather confused as he looked on and Liz was behind me, clutching the fabric of my pants into her little hands.

Even on the broad street, she managed to lose herself in the heavy traffic. I was about to sniff her out when an SUV screeched across the road, cutting me off. A suited werewolf stepped out of the vehicle. Judging by his grizzled hair, he was advanced in years. For some reason, the bloodlust stirring within me settled down when I looked into his eyes. I gradually shifted back to human form. Laurent Ford, the werewolf, stared at my face, tears streaming down his cheeks. “You look so much like your mother. She, too, has eyes as blue as the ocean…”

Although hunters are trained to protect, he knows that their leaders are willing to kill one person for the satisfaction of an elite blood. Let alone the kids. They are minors and have fangs that are not that mature enough to identify bloods but he's worried that they sensed that Dayanne's blood is a rare kind and very much treasured by any blood-sucking community like them. Just as he was about to get inside one of the rooms, Dayanne's door opened making him panic. He used his ability to go and hide inside the other room beside hers.

Finally, she found the one she was looking for. Layla managed to grab the book and add it to her stack in her arms when her eyes caught sight of something. A book stood out among the rest. It was bound with dark brown leather and had brandished designs on the spine. The title read - Malleus Vampiro: A Treatise on Vampires. Placing her other books on the floor, Layla pulled the leather-bound book from its home amongst the others and opened it. As her eyes skimmed the pages, she caught a couple of words; SHADOW STALKERS, BLOODSUCKER, PHANTOMS.

But it pulsed from my veins, from the mark on my thigh, from the base of my spine up through my chest. “Stand back,” I said. Kane didn’t move. “Ivy…” But the scream of wind cut him off. They came fast. Five of them. Cloaked in black, eyes red as dying embers, moving like water and smoke and death. Our warriors met them halfway, fangs and steel, fury and claws. But they weren’t strong enough. Not yet. One Bloodborne leapt through, landing in the center of the field where I stood. He snarled. His body shimmered with magic that felt like rotted earth and burnt bone.

The three of them looked back and saw a blood-red light suddenly burst out from the mark that the jade sword pierced into. It was very dazzling. "The curse of blood, this is the curse of blood!" The old man hurriedly cried out, "Stupid, you all are simply muddle-headed! Return to the house, return to the house, hurry up and return to the house!" "In just a few moments, the millions of Bloodworms in Extreme Snow will arrive. Don't underestimate the power of the Bloodworms. No matter how weak it is, it will be extremely terrifying once they gather together."

"I do see something in it, but barely." "Well, it's there. There's both wolfsbane and silver in the blood. This is true for the three patients I have tested since I got here." "When did you get here?"I asked, recalling the last time I had seen him. It was at one of the meetings when he checked my mother as well as Tyrell.