Thus, I became a monster even to the monsters’ eyes!

....

After an inexact moment, of which I did not know how long it had lasted, I regained consciousness. And unlike before, I had neither vertigo nor physical weakness. I felt like I was waking up in an awful nightmare, and above all, I was convinced that the effects of this tranquilizer had now faded. 'In short, I will burn all my novels after resting; it was a little traumatic!' I addressed myself by slowly opening my eyes.

But instead of being welcomed by the gray ceiling from which I had hung a logo of the Dracula of the fantasy world, it was a grayish white ceiling with drawings of ancient flowers; a Gregorian ceiling that seemed to be the Dracula ceiling of the real world! D*mn, it wasn't a dream!?

I then looked around, and, fortunately, the model-looking monster was not in 'my room'; it was my chance. Yeah, my only and last chance to flee!!

Then, I got out of bed, under the blanket...? Why am I mistreated? She sucks my blood, and now she takes me for her doll? By the way, why the hell am I still alive?

I didn't care about these details; the thing that mattered most to me was to leave here. I don't know why or how I was alive, but I have to get out of here as soon as possible. I can't stand being too cramped. Even if this bedroom looks, at a glance, like a little princess's bedroom, by its widths and unique decoration... it was daylight that I miss! I'm sure I didn't faint just for a few hours. It probably happened a day or two. Otherwise, I wouldn't feel so suffocated and cramped.

Knowing that I was a naked torso, I checked if my jean had not been stolen by the psychopath girl who wanted to empty me of my blood. "Huff~, now I can leave here with my 'dignity'! But a small detail caught my attention as I checked the condition of my body; my skin was strangely paler than I had assumed because of the significant loss of my blood, but, the strangest was my muscles, my frail body that had not done sports in the last five years now had small muscles well beat and reasonably proportioned. Even if I was surprised to see this body, it was not the right time to show off; I would do it once in university.

Next, I walked like a stork to the luxurious wooden door that could only be seen in 'movie kingdoms', then I slowly opened the door with Herculean courage; while praying with all my heart not to see white hair behind the door.

-Click,

!!

At the same time, Tears rose in my soul. It was not my eyes that were crying, but my soul.

As expected, I am a man with zero percent luck; this is how the goddesses created me. Why the hell did the door, which I was supposed to open to make my first episode of 'PrisonBreak in real life' suddenly open on its own?

Such magical doors that could open on their own do not exist in this room.

It had to be her!

Her scarlet eyes, which were always as cold as usual, looked at me in an apathetic way, making me shudder with fear. No, it wasn't Frisians; I'm not going to lie to you, I was horrified to see her standing in front of me while I was about to escape! F*cking mess, I never thought I would be so horrified just by being alone in a bedroom with a beautiful woman!

Nervously swallowing the saliva that was stuck in my throat, I calmly went to bed and sat in the middle with my legs crossed while closing my eyes as if nothing had happened. Maybe that was what we called being monopolized. But as a gentleman, my pride is to keep my cool when I am alone in a room with such beauty; I don't want to be called a rapist.

I could notice her confused, bloody irises glancing at me as if she didn't know what to do with me. Um, it was the right decision to make, indeed. She has not yet killed me, so... I still hope to return to my daily youth.

Finally, she approached me with a seductive smile, which was also scary for me, and began by removing her short cape, which was uniquely dark, like the wet feather of a raven, and looked at me with her scarlet eyes and frightening smile.

"What's your name?" She asked me in an apathetic tone that made me gnash my teeth. Has she always been used to 'r*ping' men before asking for their names?!

But seeing that I was silent and that I didn't want to answer, her eyes began to shine with garnet while she asked me again. -I order you to reveal your name to me! - She said as if I were nothing more than her subordinates. No, it was worse than that; I feel like she didn't even see me as a living being at the start!

Honestly, at that very moment, my mouth moved by itself as I strongly resisted the urge to answer her question, but it was stronger than I.

-Little princess, if you want to kill me, do it as you, please. But I would never answer one of your questions! Even if it's to ask me if I agree with a game of Down&up!!” I had finally able to express what I had in my heart.

Even if I die now, I won't regret it! I felt like I had won the final victory just by seeing her shocked expression. A man one day, a real man forever! I will never let myself be dominated by a woman, never! It is a pride I will bring into my grave, just like my great-grandpa.

"Sigh, if my hypnosis doesn't work against you, then... I only see one solution."

As she spoke these words, only God knew how frightening this girl could be. Grandpa, I'm sorry...

"I'm Kasel Snow; I'm twenty years old, and I'm an only son." Why reveal to her my age and status as an only son? It is to ask for her to stop showing this traumatic expression toward someone who is in the flower of his age. If it continues like this, I would not be surprised to develop a 'beautiful women phobia'. And by telling her that I was an only son, I am sure that, even for a monster, she must understand how much my parents will suffer if they learn of my disappearance, even if I had only my mom after the incident.

"Evelyne Bloodheart."

"Hm?"

"That's my name."

"• • • •" What is this dramatic scene? Is it a kind of traditional ritual in vampires to introduce themselves to their prey before killing them? Evelyne? Why isn't her name Lylith or Dracula? Her last name is worthy of a vampire, but why the hell is her name Evelyne?

"Ahem, delighted to meet you, Miss Evelyne...or not. In short, does it tempt you to act as if you have never met me and let me go? I would be happy to do the same thing." I had proposed.

Being with a vampire was not as pleasant as the fanciful stories I had read. Precisely, it was not a story but reality.

Strangely, she did not seem to be surprised by my request. Instead, I rather have the impression that she is trying to know something from me.

"How did you enter my bedroom? I searched the prisoners' registers, but there was no information about you." She spoke in a confused tone while looking straight into my sapphire blue eyes.

I knew that lying was no longer a possibility, and it was also a terrible idea, especially with a vampire who seemed to have trouble deciding whether or not she should kill me.

In summary, I can roughly guess that this woman has a sadistic personality. But since she has not yet killed me, it is because she probably needs something from me; some information? A service? I don’t know yet. But the good news is that she didn't seem to intend to kill me, at least for now. That's the only chance I have to return to my peaceful life; I will play the game with her, as I have always done.

"What do you mean? I don't remember what happened before I woke up in this room. Maybe it’s...!

As I tried to explain my current situation, she nonchalantly grabbed my neck, almost preventing me from breathing!

"You take me for a fool?! You are clearly one of those hunter dogs that has pursued me so far. Even if I had confirmed your death the moment you had finished my potion, you seem to be mysteriously coming back to life. Then, I emptied you of your blood until the last drop last night, yet you're still alive!" Her Scarlet eyes sadistically stared at me like a predator who was about to devour her prey

F*ck! How did the situation go wrong? Hunter? Emptying my blood? What kind of sh*t is she telling me?

I gnashed my teeth and looked at her with bloodshot eyes while all my frontal veins were visible because of the sudden asphyxiation she made me go through.

"F*ck! If you want to kill me, do the right one; stop finding excuses for your sadism!" Only the goddess knew how angry I was when this wh*re tried to make me live in hell when I'm just a f*cking average guy who was in his first academic year.

When she saw my hateful eyes, I don't know why, but she seemed to have calmed down. She let go of my neck, which now wore the marks of her fingers; she wanted to kill me!

The hatred that was always present in my heart had made me lose my mind; at that moment, I did not know why but I felt like my throat was starting to be dehydrated, following a fierce thirst that I had never felt since I was born. And my body did not seem to ask for water since my eyes were only fixed on the immaculate neck of this female whose beauty defied the world’s laws.

But what I felt was not lust but an inexplicable and irresistible attraction to her. Without even realizing it, my eyes, which were always deep blue, began to change color. But unlike this girl's blood-red eyes, mine were different; they were completely different from hers.

My irises were predatory yellow, and my pupils were garnet red!

Seeing my look and my thirst for blood, she began to create distance between us while frowning slowly. But my current self was different from the one before who did everything to escape her.

As soon as my left foot touched the black and white tiles, my body was guided by a ferocious beast that constantly pushed me toward her; I finally succumbed to my irresistible thirst.

!

Even before I realized it, I was on her while my right hand firmly grabbed her two hands against the tiles! The most frightening thing about all this was that I felt like I had a body as light as a bird feather but which was endowed with more overwhelming energy that would allow me to break a rock with a simple punch.

"What exactly are you, d*mn it?!" Her alarmed voice woke me up momentarily in my madness and pushed me to stare at her with my predatory eyes.

If she was a cat having fun with her prey, who was none other than a frightened mouse, I was currently like the Alpha wolf who froze his prey with a simple grim look. -It's up to me to ask you this question, what the f*ck did you do to me?" I asked in a neutral voice that made her shiver under my body.

But even before waiting for her answer, I lost, once again, control of my body following my vision, which became strangely more precise. No, it was more than that; even if I could not explain it, I could see every detail in her body; I could see her veins and the circulation of her blood in her veins!

Once again, before I even noticed it, my head found itself near her neck as I sniffed her erratically with my overdeveloped sense of smell that instinctively found the cure for my irresistible thirst. Despite my resistible will, the blood thirst took over me and pushed me to open my mouth, which now had four canines (two at the top and the other two at the bottom)...

-Hii~!!

Even if I knew that there would be no turning back for me, I still pierced her neck with my four sharp fangs, following the irresistible and fragrant smell of her blood.

And unlike before, my fangs easily sank into her neck as if it was made of pudding!

My heart, every cell of my body, the nerves of my muscles, and my bones were electrified due to the sweet drink and celestial taste that invaded my palate. It was a mixture with indescribable flavors that far exceeded anything I had tasted until now.

It was at this moment that I understood why she was so fiery when I struggled pitifully under her while she emptied me of my blood. Hearing her cute moaning that was like a heavenly melody in my ears, her hopeless struggle to escape between my bestial fangs, all these details only pushed me to go further with her. I euphorically drank her blood...no, I meant, I was recovering the blood she had stolen from me!

But soon, even if I didn't know how long it had lasted... I regained control of my body. And the irresistible thirst, which seemed insatiable, disappeared as if nothing had happened. I stood away from her with the small net of her blood that lined down from my lips to my chin... before staggering towards the king-size bed with a bit of dizziness.

My sharps fangs narrowed, and my eyes regained their original colors as if nothing had happened; at least, if no one paid attention to my indescribable expression.

Thus, my turning into something more abominable than the worst predators of this new world began.