꧁A/N: Hey AkaneKitanna here! Just wanted to say that this chapter is dedicated to yuki_kuran_1120. Shoutout: You're awesome!! Thank you sooooo much for your sweet and encouraging words. It makes me happy to know you like my story and enjoy reading it. :)
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Have you ever wanted to kill someone? To stop the endless cycle of cruelty and pain- to stop the maddness? Purge the world from wicked schemes, even at the cost of throwing away your virtues? That's the only emotion I have.
I've embraced my vices...Became the snow tainted in blood. To pave my own path, I've constantly had to kill my will. I've been killing the darkness that is myself. For so long, I've survived this way- feeding off of those that sin to preserve what is left. I've killed myself over and over....
To become who I am today.
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꧁Amon POV
'A vampire' Like the kind from myths? How can that be possible? They're supposed to be extinct!' I thought, puzzled at her answer.
"What kind of game are you playing at? I questioned Miyako. "Even if such a thing is true, which it isn't, why tell me all of this? What is there to gain!?" I continued slightly raising my voice in alarm.
'She has to have something up her sleeve if she thinks she can convince me of this nonsense.'
"Hehe...A number of things...It's mutually beneficial, for one. You gain an ally and I, something equally as precious."Miyako stated with an arrogant smirk, her coffee brown eyes taunting me.
"With the insurance that I can easily kill you with just the snap of my fingers.
Snap!
And you're dead before you could run back to your little organization."
I narrowed my eyes, slightly irritated that she would think that she could take me down so easily. However I reconsidered her actions and motives and I responded,
"But you wouldn't do that, would you? You're after something bigger."
"Oh? Why makes you think that?" she questioned with an interest at my statement. Her brown eyes twinkling with amusement.
"Because you would have killed me already before telling me all this." I confirmed, glancing to either side at the library surrounding us. "In such a public place, no less. If you were really worried about me reporting to the CCG, then you would have arranged this meeting to be in a more...
...secluded area."
Clap. Clap.
Clap. Clap.
"Bravo, bravo," Miyako praised, clapping her hands to show her recognition of my analysis.
"You never cease to amaze me... Yes, in fact, I am after something bigger...something that will surely pay off in the end. After all, my investments never fail me."
With a content smile, she stood up and walked over to browse at the fairytales on the shelf. I noted that her back was to me again.
'Why am I always facing her back? Is this her way of saying that she trusts me?' My eyebrows furrowed in curiosity and confusion, I remarked her in a different light. She hasn't exactly given me a reason not to trust her yet.
'Huh,i f you change the way you look at things, the things you look at change, don't they?'
"But there is something bothering me." I thought aloud.
"Hmm? And what's that?" Miyako asked picking up a book titled, 'The Road to Happiness.'
"You say that you don't deserve happiness. I want to know why."
She tensed, "I don't remember stating that," before placing the book back on the shelf. Clasping her hands behind her back, she continued down the aisle with me trailing her.
"You said that you were too sullied. That's almost the same thing," my tone getting lower, in pity or sadness, I don't know.
"Oh, that.....she said, pausing in her walk. "I certainly did say that," she added quickly, continuing her walk in a marginally quicker pace. Her hair billowing behind her back in a sea of toffee waves. Something compelled me to follow her- to learn more about her. I've never felt this way about anyone before, let alone a supposed vampire.
There was another moment of silence before she starting talking while I patiently listened.
"My existence has been built solely upon noble sacrifices. While you fall trying to protect your injured comrades, my subordinates have done the same for me, except death follows me wherever I go, it seems. The ink on my ledger is dripping red; they've served as a guidepost towards my ambitions. If I die, then their deaths will all be in vain. For I bear the resolve of those who have sacrificed themselves for me." she stated with finality in her tone, her head tilted downwards.
There was an aching feeling in my chest, compelling me to embrace her. For a moment, I thought she would definitely crumble. Miyako was telling me something from the heart, no riddles, no confusing questions. She was just herself, telling me but a small portion of her story. Someone like me who has been nothing but hostile to her.
The aching in my chest became even heavier. Without realising it, I did exactly that. Blushing furiously, I held her in my arms close to my chest, hoping that I could comfort her anyway I could.
In this small library, I wasn't an investigator and she wasn't a vampire. We were just an existence that could be overlooked. A temporary sanctuary from the cruel world outside those glass windows.
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꧁A/N: Hehe so what do ya think? I had so much fun writing this chapter. It's kind of dark, but it has a bit of fluff at the end. And don't worry, some shiz is gonna go down soon, so I'm gonna briefly research how to write some good action scenes. Thanks for reading and be sure to tell me your thoughts! Peace out!!
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