Chapter I: The Price of Immortality [Moderate]

**Tsukishima Higurashi** · Today at 11:03 am

Guild :

Sleeping Calamity

Jewels :

1,680,000

Rank :

B-Rank

Race :

high vampire

Experience :

123,750

Reputation :

2,400

Class :

Adventurer

Aura :

THE MAGICIAn

Strength :

6

Speed :

6

Constitution :

37

Endurance :

6

Intelligence :

88

Mana :

910

Weapon :

black vaya’s dagger

Off-Hand :

death’s ghastly dagger

Body :

Demon King's Sacrament

Modification :

Chronometer (Permanent)

Lucian felt a chill grip his body, a dark sensation slithering through his mind. He knew all too well what was happening. Before he could react, the air around him thickened, and his vision blurred, shadows twisting and warping. Before everything went dark, he could only utter one thing to Tsukishima. “He’s coming…” Suddenly, Lucian’s body jerked violently, and he felt his control slipping away as Bael furiously forced his way in. “Foolish child,” Bael’s voice echoed from Lucian, deep and resonant, a growl of anger that reverberated in the very core of his being. “You think you can defy me? You think you can seize power without consequence? Look at you,” the demon snarled, his voice dripping with contempt. “You play at power, but you are nothing but a pawn in a game far beyond your comprehension. This will not stand.”

As he sensed the demon Bael making his move, he had already enacted a counter-spell; the countermeasure he alluded to earlier. The moment Lucian’s body jerked, the Lich’s magic snapped into place, freezing Lucian in a moment of stasis, a protective barrier holding him immobile.

Word Count: 187

**Tsukishima Higurashi** · Today at 11:05 am

Guild :

Sleeping Calamity

Jewels :

1,680,000

Rank :

B-Rank

Race :

high vampire

Experience :

123,750

Reputation :

2,400

Class :

Adventurer

Aura :

THE MAGICIAn

Strength :

6

Speed :

6

Constitution :

37

Endurance :

6

Intelligence :

88

Mana :

910

Weapon :

black vaya’s dagger

Off-Hand :

death’s ghastly dagger

Body :

Demon King's Sacrament

Modification :

Chronometer (Permanent)

“You dare?!” Bael roared, his voice a tempest of fury that shook the very foundations of the sanctum. Shadows writhed and twisted around him, thickening in a dark mass that pulsed with anger and power. Tsukishima’s lips curled into a confident smirk, his eyes gleaming with a defiant light as he faced the ominous presence looming before him. “I see you’ve come to play, Bael. But I’ve long since prepared for your intrusion. You will not deter me from my goal.”

“Your petty magic will not contain me for long,” Bael sneered, his disdain palpable. The darkness surrounding him flickered with barely contained rage, as if the shadows themselves were straining against the spell's restraints. “Petty?” Tsukishima countered, raising an eyebrow. “It serves its intended purpose well. You’re correct, though; it won’t hold you for long. Just long enough for me to finish what I started.” His voice was steady, a calm contrast to the chaos swirling around them. “Your arrogance blinds you, Lich!” Bael thundered, the walls vibrating with his fury as he pushed against the confines of the spell, seeking any weakness he could exploit. “You will pay for this insolence!”

Word Count: 193

**Tsukishima Higurashi** · Today at 11:06 am

Guild :

Sleeping Calamity

Jewels :

1,680,000

Rank :

B-Rank

Race :

high vampire

Experience :

123,750

Reputation :

2,400

Class :

Adventurer

Aura :

THE MAGICIAn

Strength :

6

Speed :

6

Constitution :

37

Endurance :

6

Intelligence :

88

Mana :

910

Weapon :

black vaya’s dagger

Off-Hand :

death’s ghastly dagger

Body :

Demon King's Sacrament

Modification :

Chronometer (Permanent)

Tsukishima’s smirk widened into a triumphant grin. “Oh, I welcome the challenge,” he replied, his confidence unfaltering as he focused on the incantation. Suddenly, a blinding flash erupted from the altar, illuminating the sanctum in a radiance that seemed to push back the shadows. In that instant, Lucian’s body went limp, his muscles slackening as Bael's presence struggled to maintain its grip. An ominous laugh echoed through the chamber, a sound that sent a shiver down Tsukishima’s spine. “Well played, child. Well played. But remember this: ‘No one crosses the King of Demons and walks away untouched.’” As the brilliance of the spell began to dissipate, the shadows receded, revealing Lucian on the ground, breathless and disoriented. He blinked rapidly, as if trying to shake off the lingering effects of Bael's dark influence. “He is gone for now,” Lucian gasped, pushing himself upright.

Tsukishima regarded him intently, his expression shifting from triumph to concern. “But he will return, and next time, he may not be so easily held at bay. What will you do, Lucian?.” The servant remains quiet for a moment before speaking. “My will, for the moment, is my own. I will help you.”

Word Count: 196

**Tsukishima Higurashi** · Today at 11:07 am

Guild :

Sleeping Calamity

Jewels :

1,680,000

Rank :

B-Rank

Race :

high vampire

Experience :

123,750

Reputation :

2,400

Class :

Adventurer

Aura :

THE MAGICIAn

Strength :

6

Speed :

6

Constitution :

37

Endurance :

6

Intelligence :

88

Mana :

910

Weapon :

black vaya’s dagger

Off-Hand :

death’s ghastly dagger

Body :

Demon King's Sacrament

Modification :

Chronometer (Permanent)

Tsukishima nodded, his focus unwavering as he began to gather the necessary components for the next phase of the ritual. “I have come too far to back down now..” As they continued their preparations, the weight of Bael’s threat hung heavily in the air. But Tsukishima was resolute; he would not allow the King of Demons to derail his ambitions. Not now. With the air thick with anticipation, Tsukishima and Lucian stood at the altar, the remnants of the blood moon casting eerie shadows across the sanctum. Tsukishima's mind raced as he prepared to initiate the ritual, focused despite the weight of the task ahead.

He placed the still beating vampire heart at the center of the altar, the dark crimson of the organ contrasting sharply with the gleaming silver of his phylactery, a vessel that held his very essence, the key to his immortality. This was not merely a binding; it was a merging of life and death, of past and present.

Word Count: 163

**Tsukishima Higurashi** · Today at 11:09 am

Guild :

Sleeping Calamity

Jewels :

1,680,000

Rank :

B-Rank

Race :

high vampire

Experience :

123,750

Reputation :

2,400

Class :

Adventurer

Aura :

THE MAGICIAn

Strength :

6

Speed :

6

Constitution :

37

Endurance :

6

Intelligence :

88

Mana :

910

Weapon :

black vaya’s dagger

Off-Hand :

death’s ghastly dagger

Body :

Demon King's Sacrament

Modification :

Chronometer (Permanent)

“Are you ready, my lord?” Lucian asked, his voice steady but laced with a surprising concern. Tsukishima nodded, his expression resolute. “There is no turning back now. The binding must be absolute. This will allow me to channel the power I seek.” As he began the incantation, Tsukishima felt the energy in the room shift. He forced his phylactery closer to the heart, the two objects pulsing with arcane energy as they drew nearer. In that moment, a wave of searing pain coursed through him. It was as if a thousand needles were piercing his very being.

Tsukishima gasped, the world around him blurring as he felt his essence flickering, struggling against the overwhelming force of the binding. For a brief instant, he vanished from existence, the very fabric of his being unraveling before him. But through sheer willpower, he held on. Tsukishima grasped at the threads of his consciousness, pulling himself back from the precipice. “No! I will not be undone!” he roared, fighting against the darkness that threatened to consume him.

Word Count: 173

**Tsukishima Higurashi** · Today at 11:11 am

Guild :

Sleeping Calamity

Jewels :

1,680,000

Rank :

B-Rank

Race :

high vampire

Experience :

123,750

Reputation :

2,400

Class :

Adventurer

Aura :

THE MAGICIAn

Strength :

6

Speed :

6

Constitution :

37

Endurance :

6

Intelligence :

88

Mana :

910

Weapon :

black vaya’s dagger

Off-Hand :

death’s ghastly dagger

Body :

Demon King's Sacrament

Modification :

Chronometer (Permanent)

Gradually, the pain began to subside, and he felt himself stabilizing as the phylactery and heart fused together, a potent bond that sent shockwaves of power reverberating through the sanctum. Gritting his teeth, Tsukishima pressed onward to the next step, drawing upon the ancient vampire blood and preparing to bind it to the essence he would invoke. “Now for the next phase,” he murmured, his voice strained but determined. “What of the magical essence?” Lucian inquired “The essence will be of myself. I had planned for this.”

He had always known that his status as a lich would play a crucial role, and he invoked the spell that would tie his magical essence to the heart. “By my undying nature, I bind the essence of this ancient blood to my own!” He began reciting the complex spell, each word carefully chosen, every syllable imbued with power. The air crackled as the energies intertwined, the heart pulsing in sync with his words. As he worked, however, a shadow flickered in the corner of his vision, a foreboding sense that something was amiss.

Word Count: 181

**Tsukishima Higurashi** · Today at 11:13 am

Guild :

Sleeping Calamity

Jewels :

1,680,000

Rank :

B-Rank

Race :

high vampire

Experience :

123,750

Reputation :

2,400

Class :

Adventurer

Aura :

THE MAGICIAn

Strength :

6

Speed :

6

Constitution :

37

Endurance :

6

Intelligence :

88

Mana :

910

Weapon :

black vaya’s dagger

Off-Hand :

death’s ghastly dagger

Body :

Demon King's Sacrament

Modification :

Chronometer (Permanent)

The moment he felt the surge of energy building, a sharp crack resonated through the sanctum. “What…?” Tsukishima exclaimed, startled. The air shimmered, and a wave of chaotic energy erupted from the altar, sending a violent tremor through the room. Lucian staggered backward, eyes wide with alarm. “My lord?” he says.. “The binding! It’s destabilizing!” Tsukishima shouted, panic creeping into his voice. He felt the energies of the heart and the essence pulling in conflicting directions, each fighting for dominance, and the result was a backlash that threatened to tear Tsukishima apart.

As he struggled to regain control, the heart’s power surged unpredictably, resonating with the ancient blood in a way he had not anticipated. Tendrils of dark energy began to snake through the air, twisting and writhing like living shadows, seeking to ensnare anything in their path. “Lord!” Lucian shouted, darting forward to lend his strength. Together, they struggled against the burgeoning chaos as the spell spiraled out of control, a maelstrom of power that threatened to consume them both.

Word Count: 171

**Tsukishima Higurashi** · Today at 11:14 am

Guild :

Sleeping Calamity

Jewels :

1,680,000

Rank :

B-Rank

Race :

high vampire

Experience :

123,750

Reputation :

2,400

Class :

Adventurer

Aura :

THE MAGICIAn

Strength :

6

Speed :

6

Constitution :

37

Endurance :

6

Intelligence :

88

Mana :

910

Weapon :

black vaya’s dagger

Off-Hand :

death’s ghastly dagger

Body :

Demon King's Sacrament

Modification :

Chronometer (Permanent)

“Focus!” Tsukishima shouted, rallying against the storm. “We need to stabilize it! If we don’t...” But the dark energy swelled, and Tsukishima felt a cold grip tighten around his body. “No!” he yelled, desperation clawing at him. “I cannot fail now!” Amid the swirling chaos of dark energy, Lucian’s eyes sharpened with determination. He understood that Tsukishima’s essence alone was insufficient to anchor the ritual and stabilize the energies now spiraling out of control. “I understand.” Lucian says, the realization dawning upon him like a lightning bolt.

Lucian moves away from Tsukishima and slowly begins to walk closer to the maelstrom of energy. “Through his final possession, I have seen the horrors of what the Demon king wishes to inflict upon you. I have grown fond of our time together and I do not wish to be a part of the reckoning the King will bring down on you. As my remaining presence here is a symbol of my usefulness to the King coming to an end, I offer a final gift of servitude.”

Word Count: 174

**Tsukishima Higurashi** · Today at 11:15 am

Guild :

Sleeping Calamity

Jewels :

1,680,000

Rank :

B-Rank

Race :

high vampire

Experience :

123,750

Reputation :

2,400

Class :

Adventurer

Aura :

THE MAGICIAn

Strength :

6

Speed :

6

Constitution :

37

Endurance :

6

Intelligence :

88

Mana :

910

Weapon :

black vaya’s dagger

Off-Hand :

death’s ghastly dagger

Body :

Demon King's Sacrament

Modification :

Chronometer (Permanent)

With a final, defiant roar, Lucian cast himself into the swirling maelstrom of dark energies. The tempest churned violently around them, and Tsukishima felt an electrifying rush as Lucian’s essence fused with the potent forces of the ancient heart. “Thank you for allowing me to enjoy this,” Lucian murmured, a bittersweet smile gracing his lips as the bond between them snapped like a string. This unleashed a powerful wave of energy that surged outward, wrapping Tsukishima in a protective cocoon of shimmering magic.

As the ritual approached its climax, the blood moon hanging in the sky began to dim, its once-vibrant crimson glow flickering like a dying ember in the face of encroaching darkness. The overwhelming chaos within the sanctum gradually began to settle; the dark tendrils of energy retracted as the volatile forces stabilized, coalescing into a serene stillness. Tsukishima felt a profound warmth envelop him, a stark contrast to the cold grip of death that had long held him in its thrall. Just as the last echoes of chaos faded into silence, he succumbed to the enveloping darkness, slipping into a void where nothing existed; no pain, no fear, only the deep peace of release.

Word Count: 197

**Tsukishima Higurashi** · Today at 11:17 am

Guild :

Sleeping Calamity

Jewels :

1,680,000

Rank :

B-Rank

Race :

high vampire

Experience :

123,750

Reputation :

2,400

Class :

Adventurer

Aura :

THE MAGICIAn

Strength :

6

Speed :

6

Constitution :

37

Endurance :

6

Intelligence :

88

Mana :

910

Weapon :

black vaya’s dagger

Off-Hand :

death’s ghastly dagger

Body :

Demon King's Sacrament

Modification :

Chronometer (Permanent)

When Tsukishima awoke, he found himself sprawled on the cold stone floor of the sanctum, the air thick with a vibrant energy that pulsed around him, unlike anything he had ever experienced. Pushing himself up, clarity washed over him, and he was acutely aware of his transformation. He placed a hand on his chest, feeling the rhythmic thump of a heart beating within, a sensation he hadn’t felt in what seemed like an eternity.

Rising to his feet, he stumbled slightly, unaccustomed to the sensation of flesh and blood. His new senses sharpened, allowing him to take in every detail of the sanctum: the flickering candles casting dancing shadows, the ancient tomes whose spines whispered secrets, and the mingled scents of old stone and dust entwined with the lingering traces of powerful magic. The sanctum was silent, yet the remnants of the ritual lay scattered around him, the weight of sacrifice palpable in the air.

As he looked down at his hands, he noticed his pale white skin, now a striking canvas that hinted at his new nature. His eyes glowed a deep crimson, sharp and alert, filled with an insatiable hunger for the world around him. Tsukishima ran a tongue over his fangs, feeling their sharpness and the desire of power they represented. A surge of energy coursed through him, intertwining with the essence of Lucian, filling him with a sense of completeness. Tsukishima took a deep breath, steeling himself for the journey ahead. The world had shifted around him; he was reborn, not just as a vampire but as something greater. With renewed purpose, he turned toward the entrance of the sanctum, the path before him cloaked in shadows yet glowing with the promise of a new dawn. He paused just before reaching the threshold, and in a rare moment of gratitude, he whispered into the stillness, “Thank you, Lucian.”

Word Count: 312
Storyline Completed

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