Ena's Tomb
The silver-haired hunter stared at the pureblood vampire in horrified when he heard the truth. "...what?" he whispered in sicken and lost.
Sanctus closed his eyes as he sighed softly. "Sin and Ena are both your ancestors. Although it nearly has torn Ena's apart from that she couldn't stand the thought to give birth."
Zero just stared at the black-haired vampire who opened his eyes with a sad smile. "She wanted to get rid of the baby. But I told her that she should keep it. Otherwise, she'll regret it."
"...why?" Zero furrowed his eyebrows with confusion, would it be better to get rid of the baby whose father was a rapist? She and Sanctus could produce a child together instead if Ena decided to become a mother.
Somehow, Sanctus glanced at Zero with knowing eyes. "I know what you are thinking, Zero. It would be better if I were the father, right?" a sorrowful smile appeared on his face. "I wish I could. But unfortunately, it's impossible for me."
The silver-haired hunter frowned then realized what this pureblood vampire meant. 'He's a barren?' he mused, surprised as he assumed that all pureblood vampires would never have any problems in their body.
"There's more into pureblood than you think, Zero." Sanctus said, crossed his arms calmly as if he read the silver-haired hunter's mind. "Tell me, what do you know about vampires?" he asked with curiosity.
Zero's hand clenched tightly on his Blood Rose. "Purebloods are the highest rank among vampires classed as Level A. They are "pure" vampires without any human ancestry. Level B vampires are nobility and also known as the Aristocrats. Level C is general or regular vampires. Level D are humans who have turned into a vampire by a Pureblood vampire, ex-human vampire." He briefly explained what he did learn from his timeline.
Sanctus nodded his head. "Those are basic, but yes. That's right. But do you know how vampires came to exist in this world?" Zero frowned deeply as he narrowed his amethyst eyes at the black-haired vampire, warily.
Slowly, Zero shook his head. The pureblood vampire hummed softly then tilted his head at the heavy curtain. Sanctus turned around, walked toward the curtain, and grabbed a tassel to pulled down while ignoring Zero's flinch and the Bloody Rose gun now pointed in his direction. When the curtain opened, it revealed a beautiful Ena in the portrait. His crimson eyes observed hungrily at the portrait of his beloved. "Before the pureblood, there were five founders who are the first vampires in existence over ten thousand years ago. They were known as Quintet of Ancestors."
The silver-haired hunter blinked in surprise and suspicious. "If that's true, then how come no one mentions it? There isn't any history about these founders." He asked, with cautious and slightly curious while holding his Blood Rose at the pureblood vampire.
"Because the Ancestors are dangerous, more than the purebloods. They were blessed with incredible and unspeakable powers. Although... they were born from human parents, they do not have human blood in their lineage."
Zero shook his head in shocked disbelief. "That's impossible." He whispered. Never he heard any human parents have non-human children straight from birth.
Sanctus smiles with a bitter glint in his crimson eyes. "There was a prophecy about it. Five new souls will be blessed or cursed to exist in this world." Then he tilted his head back at Zero who stared at him with confusion and caution in his amethyst eyes. "...Sin and I are one of those fives."
The silver-haired hunter went blank. Another shocked news hit him that he dropped his Bloody Rose gun at his side once again. His shoulders slumped and descended the stairs a few steps and sat down. His elbow placed on his knee as his head hit against his palm. "Just... what the hell was the story?" he asked, tired and lost.
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