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A small smirk played on Riki's face as he and Jungwon closed in on their unsuspecting prey. It had been years since his last chilling encounter with death, and fortunately, the ominous figures had left him undisturbed. Their presence lingered in the haunting echoes of his victims' pleas, each soul torn from its mortal coil invoking the names of Astralis or Harrow. Riki was keenly aware that these elusive figures came to collect every soul he unravelled, yet they had refrained from revealing themselves to him.
In his defiance, Riki felt a surge of triumph. He had bested death itself. The absence of their direct confrontation fuelled his sense of invincibility. Hadn't he proven his immortality to them? If he hadn't truly overcome them, surely they would have returned for him. Surely. The thought bolstered his confidence.
Chase the Riki-vampire.
The voice was like an echo inside his ear, causing Riki to freeze momentarily.
Yet, he decided to ignore it.
Teeth sank voraciously into the flesh of the screaming man, both Jungwon and Riki succumbing to the primal urge of their feast. The metallic scent of blood permeated the air, invading every sense, and the taste, akin to divine ambrosia, sent shivers through their immortal bodies.
For Riki, the act of death was a pleasure, a source of unparalleled power. The knowledge that he held the dominion of life and death in his hands fuelled a sense of invincibility. The ability to seek out solitary humans and extinguish their lives in an instant granted him a feeling of supreme beauty, a manifestation of strength and untouchable dominance.
Jungwon, too, revelled in the dance between life and death, savouring the intoxicating power that surged through his veins.
What he did not enjoy, was Riki's death.
A searing pain erupted in Riki's chest, the world around him blurring as the grotesque sight of a wooden stake thrust through his heart came into focus. Reality fractured, and as the world began to fade.
The last thing he saw, was those familiar pale eyes.
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