Extra Demon: Sacred Academy of Light

—. I'm so envious... it consumes me from within, destroys my mind... such envy...

Envy grabbed his head with his thin fingers. He crouched on the ground, his green eyes shining. A few seconds later, hundreds of snakes began pouring out around his body. Little by little, Envy's body grew much smaller until the last snake hissed toward the man and finally disappeared into the darkness.

The man silently looked at the spot where the snake had gone. He glanced around, then his gaze turned upwards. He adjusted the monocle on his eye, sighing: "We all suffer for the same thing. After all, we carry a sin in our souls..." His voice was extremely calm. He continued looking down at the ground as his body slowly disintegrated...

The place fell into complete silence, as if no one had ever been in the cave. But if you paid attention, in the eternal, silent darkness, you could hear faint snores... and light breathing...

*****

"One... two... three..." Violeta counted the three gallons filled to the brim with blood on her fingers. This blood in particular had a peculiar glow; three different types of blood could be seen in it, though only with Violeta's eyes could they be distinguished. She nodded with clear satisfaction, her eyes gleaming with ferocity.

She dipped one of her fingers into the blood, brought it to her mouth, closed her eyes, and slowly savored the sweet nectar...

Arthur sighed silently. In his hands, he held a glass that contained a dark purple liquid. Quietly, he brought the juice to his mouth, enjoying the sweet taste. "Blackberry juice..." he muttered. Of course, it wasn't the same as the one on Earth; in this case, the blackberry was much more monstrous. As is known, blackberry juice aids blood recovery, and in hell, that benefit is multiplied enormously.

"My part of the deal is complete." Setting the glass of juice on the table, he looked at Violeta. The beautiful vampire froze for a moment before turning around. Well, the sight of a young woman with red lips dripping with blood wasn't exactly the prettiest image the world had to offer...

Noticing my gaze, Violeta put on a confused expression. Out of nowhere, she pulled out a mirror and looked at herself. "Oh... excuse my rudeness." She smiled and, with the help of her tongue, cleaned off all the blood. She then gave an innocent look: "Well, I get it! Now it's my turn." She said as she pulled out the vial containing the corrupted water.

"Here, this is yours," she said, placing it in my hands. I nodded and grabbed the vial tightly.

Violeta looked at her ring and from it pulled out three more vials. She gazed at them with a smile as her red eyes settled on mine. "These vials are very special. No one in the world, in any of the three worlds, is capable of creating these vials, mainly because these crystals are forged with the blood of a progenitor vampire.

Only the blood of a progenitor can compete with itself, or alternatively, only the blood of a progenitor can contain another..." She left the three vials floating in the air.

"Just in case... It's not that I don't trust you or anything, but where did you get them from?" I raised an eyebrow. The crystal of those vials was very peculiar; it seemed to deform and form at the same time.

"I stole them from my mother," she said indifferently. "Is that okay?" I asked, frowning, somewhat concerned.

"Don't worry about such trifles," she waved her hand as if it were nothing.

"No! It is something! Those vials will end up in my hands! What if she finds out?" I slammed the table with my fist and looked at the three vials again: "They look extremely expensive!" I thought to myself.

Violeta didn't respond to my question. Instead, she pulled out a knife from her ring, its blade a red-black color. "Only a knife forged with the blood of a progenitor can cut the skin of one. It's a bit complicated, but that's how things are. If seraphim are considered divine among their kind, the seven sins are considered cursed. Progenitor vampires, immortal...

isn't it funny? Divine, cursed, and immortal is the definition of the three species..." Violeta held the knife between her fingers. She ran one of her fingers along the blade: "Divine, the closest to a perfect being of its kind, God. Cursed, and immortal beings that simple angels, humans, and demons cannot touch.

Beings that have lived countless years, driven mad by the passage of time, eccentric from boredom, and all that..." Violeta slowly moved the knife's blade.

One of the vials shook violently and quickly flew toward Violeta. A small drop of red blood fell into it. The vial glowed as it floated in the air, then after a few seconds, it became completely still. Violeta moved her finger, and the vial floated right in front of me. She moved the knife again, but this time to a different finger.

With this process, all three vials were filled with a single drop, and all three floated in front of me.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Wait... wasn't there supposed to be only one?" I looked at Violeta, confused. She placed her hands on her hips and pointed at the three gallons of blood: "Each of those containers has the capacity to store 100 liters of blood... and you managed to fill three of them. Honestly, I thought you'd only be able to fill two, but you actually filled one more," she shrugged.

"I'm a fair woman," she added with a smile on her lips. "Take it as a bonus from me." She turned around, her eyes wide with excitement at the vast quantities of food she now had. She couldn't have been more thrilled: "Well, goodbye!! I'll see you again when you leave!!" She waved her hand and disappeared along with the three containers.

Arthur grabbed the three vials with some hesitation and, glancing around, quietly stored them in his ring. He stood still for a few moments and, finally, seeing and sensing no one around him, sighed in relief. "Now it's time to deal with Slyv," he muttered to himself, having no idea what she might ask of him...