Vampire Summoner's Rebirth: Summoning The Vampire Queen At The Start

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Kyle looked at the second man standing, his legs trembled with fear.

"What's wrong?"

Kyle asked the man in front of him.

"Wasn't this the monster you wanted to see?"

"Eh?"

"Aren't I… the monster you wanted me to be?"

"No.. I… I was wrong! Please spare my life! Don't kill me! Please don't kill me!"

The man, who had an useless spirit and no talent kneeled in front of Kyle, asking for forgiveness.

Kyle's merciless eyes looked down at the man. For a fraction of a second, within his mind, the face of Ellergest emerged, and his words.

"You're a good kid, Kyle. Don't let these people affect you."

For that very second, he flinched, doubting himself.

However, he suddenly heard someone lurking behind him. Suddenly noticing an axe reaching his face.

CLASH!

However, his spirit's scythe stopped the axe from reaching Kyle, as the young boy opened his eyes wide open.

"Father…?"

His father looked at Kyle with eyes filled with insanity, gasping for air. His eyes were growing desperate, as his face became pale.

"K-Kyle…!"

His father suddenly dropped the axe out of horror. The red eyes of his son were so scary he fell to his knees and began crawling away rapidly.

"P-Please forgive me! I was… I was just scared! I… I've always loved you, you know?! Y-You're my son! I… I was manipulated… Yes! That's it-"

SLAAASH!

However, Kyle had no pity any more… a slash of his scythe was all he needed to slash through his father's legs, blood began gushing out of his legs like crimson rivers.

"GRYYYAAAAAHHH!"

His father began to scream in agony, as he started crying out of pain, gritting his teeth.

"K-Kyle… Stop this! STOP!" His mother cried. "I-I've always been good with you, right?! I've always… Always!"

Kyle, however, seemed different, waving his head and beginning to cry.

"You never really loved me… mother."

"Eh?"

"The only thing you loved were your drugs…"

"Ah…! N-no! Please! Sto-"

Kyle pointed his small hand at his mother, conjuring phantasmal flames. The flames emerged as if they came straight from the depths of hell, covering his mother's entire body and burning her body and soul.

FLUOOSH!

"GYAAAAAHHH! NOOOO! KYLEEEEEEEEEE…!"

Kyle looked at his mother burning with eyes filled with sorrow, yet, somehow, he couldn't stop himself from doing this. Quickly after, he pointed his hand at his struggling father, as he began to scream for help.

"Help… SOMEONE HELP MEEEEE!"

FLUOOOSH!

The phantasmal flames reached Kyle's father, spreading over his body and making his entire body wither in agony.

"UUAAAAGGGGHHH…!"

Kyle quickly directed his gaze at the last standing man, as he was pointing a knife at him.

"D-Don't get closer…! I-I can throw this knife straight at your throat…!" He cried.

Kyle remained in silence, as he looked at the corpse of this man's friend, which slowly began to move out of nowhere, slowly crawling towards this man.

"Oooooohhh…"

It began to growl with a guttural sound, as if it was struggling to even speak.

Kyle did the same with the corpse of his burning mother and father, and the other friend of this man.

"Eat him." Kyle said.

"GAAAHH…!"

"GRUUAAAH!"

"GRAAHAHAHAH!"

The zombies began to laugh manically, as they ran towards the man and swarmed him. His knife was nothing against them, as he began to be torn apart into pieces.

"Gyyyaaaaeeegggh…! Stoooop! STOOOOOP!"

His scream of agony could be heard even into the village, as many people began to gather around, confused of what was happening. But nobody was brave enough to step into the house.

Kyle remained in silence as he saw the man being torn apart and devoured by the bodies of his own parents, reanimated through his magic.

His bloodied hands were trembling, as he looked at himself. He wasn't happy for what was happening, yet he felt relieved. He wanted to die, yet he wanted to continue living and fight for his own life.

"What… have I done?" He wondered; his hands were trembling.

Creaaak…

The door of his house slowly opened, as the figure of a young boy, almost his age, appeared.

It was Ellergest.

"Kyle? What's going on? I heard screams and came running here! KYLE! KY- Eh?"

Ellergest suddenly looked at the scene in front of him.

Blood and guts everywhere, the dismembered bodies of people, a horrid rotting smell.

And a white-haired boy, the one he had raised as his little brother standing in the middle of all, while a reaper floated behind him, its scythe covered in fresh blood.

"Eller… gest?" Kyle asked, looking at Ellergest desperately. "I-I can explain…! I was attacked, they were going to…!"

However, Ellergest's face was filled with horror.

He had no pity for Kyle anymore.

He looked at him with disgust and shock.

"Kyle… what… what have you done?!"

"I…! Ellergest… D-Don't look at me with those eyes!"

"Y-You're… a monster…"

"No…! I…"

Ellergest quickly readied his magic, as bright light emerged from his hands, a small holy dragon appeared, coiling around his body…

"G-Get away from here…" Ellergest said. "Or else… I…"

"Ellergest, please!" Kyle cried.

"Don't get any closer…" Ellergest said, his voice was trembling. "DON'T GET ANY CLOSER!"

Kyle's red eyes shone brightly, as they began to cry, tears flowing from his eyes.

The young Kyle gritted his teeth, as his spirt broke the walls behind him with a mere swing of its scythe, showcasing incredible strength.

SLAAASH!

TRUUUM!

The walls fell apart, opening a way for Kyle to escape.

"Ellergest… I… W-Will we meet again?" Asked Kyle, trying to find the last bit of hope.

"Y-You're a murderer…" Ellergest said. "W-We are… no longer friends…! G-Get out of here, NOW! Or else I… I…!"

Kyle gritted his teeth, as he gripped his fists… and then, he turned his back and ran away into the forest.

And he kept running and running.

And running.

And running…

After a whole day of running away, the boy fell to the ground, crying desperately.

His entire life became upside down since that moment.

Everything changed since that day…

And since then, he could no longer go back to how he was.

He could no longer repent.

He… could no longer regret anymore.

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