Vampire's Demesne ~[SLOW UPDATES]~

Chapter 1:Depict Of My Vision

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Sorry my dear fellow readers for not updating for decades (kneeling on both knees asking for your forgivness😳😢). A lot of things has been happening lately. I understand if you wouldn't forgive me. But I'll try my best to make it up to you guys.
In case you forgot what the story was about, you may read the short recap of all the 3 pre-chapters.

!⚠Caution⚠!: You might notice new characteristics of the characters I didn't mention in the ''Author's Note'' chapter, in the beginning of the story.

AnD nOw!

It's story time. . .

Previously on VAMPIRE'S DEMSNE: A little 4 year old girl named Selestia, who lives a luxurious life, also a genious girl, just got sent to 1st grade with her friend, Temara. Both getting saved from 2 years of kindergarten education. As she was enjoying her morning with Emma(her nanny) and chef Ferlando(the cook), they had a call ,which Emma answered, informing them to come to a hospital. They all went, including Selestia. But when her dad saw her in the hospital, he got disappointed and took Selestia back home. As they entered their house, they decided on watching TV. A breaking news appeared about a woman called Amanda Ferd, getting into a terrible accident. Her dad didn't want her to watch so, he sent her to her room. She was confused but went to her room as she was told. She hopped onto her bed and fell asleep, but she had a dream, which she was left curious about. Not knowing why, she felt the urge to discover what her vision meant, as if her dream meant something serious and had to be described.

*~*~*~*~*~* 13 YEARS LATER*~*~*~*~*~*~*

Oh God! May this one be the right, and exact one!

Amen!

"Ala kazam! Diminison! Lopity toe! . . ."

What in the goddess heavenly lord was that!?

Saying what he was doing is ridiculous was an understatment. I came here for an explanation about what I saw in my dream and this is what I get?!

"Uuhh!?. . . Is this some kind of a joke!?" Obviously cutting him off, I tried my best not to rough-and-tumble with him as I politely asked.

Don't judge me, but since what he did was say those weird goofy words like an infant trying to say there first word and dance around the smokey incense as if he was a little boy happy about christmas, running around a christmas tree waiting for his presents to be delivered to him, I couldn't take it anymore.

But what he did next, caught my attention. Suddenly, he stopped his wild dancing and slowly started to walk to were I was sitting. As he did so, I shrunk down in the place I was sitting, ready for any colorful baste that he was going to bawl out.

Me being me, I went to the countdown in my head.

And
.

3
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2
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1
.

Shut your eyes and wad into A LITTLE, ROUND BA-

"It might seem like that, doesn't it?" A low and concerned voice sounded as he cut off my conscious-alert, running in my head.

Wait?! Why would he be concerned? Why wasn't he mad?