My Blood Legacy: Reincarnated as a Vampire

The silence that followed was heavy, as if the very universe held its breath in anticipation of the impending clash. Morrigan clenched her fists, her aura flickering slightly— a detail that did not escape Dante's notice. Fear, however small, now existed within her.

Dante spun Rebellion in the air, feeling the new connection he had with the blade. It was no longer just a weapon, but an extension of his own will, pulsing with the power of a dragon and a demon intertwined into an absolute being. His grin widened.

"You feel it, don't you?" His voice rumbled like distant thunder. "The dominion I now possess. The supremacy."

Morrigan gritted her teeth, her expression hardening once more. Her pride was far too vast to be shattered so quickly.

"Raw power means nothing before the End," her voice was as cold as eternal ice. "No matter how much strength you wield, Dante… in the end, everything vanishes."

She extended a hand, and with a mere gesture, the very space around her shattered into black fragments. The collapse of reality intensified, consuming matter and erasing existence in its wake. The ground beneath them ceased to be, replaced by an endless void spinning like an abyss without end.

Dante laughed. "So you still don't get it?"

He shot forward with a speed even Morrigan failed to predict. In an instant, he was upon her, his blade raised high, brimming with overwhelming energy. Morrigan reacted on instinct, summoning her own entropy-forged blade to defend herself. The clash of weapons made the cosmos roar in protest.

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The explosion of impact tore through the sky. The collision was so brutal that the very concepts of time and space faltered around them. Planes of existence collapsed momentarily, and the fabric of reality splintered into luminescent cracks.

Morrigan was sent hurtling backward, her body slicing through the air at absurd speed. But before she could regain her footing, Dante was already upon her again. He delivered a brutal kick to her stomach, sending her deeper into the black void she herself had created.

The Goddess of the End roared in frustration. She couldn't allow this to continue. Raising both hands, a vortex of pure entropy formed around her. Within seconds, destruction expanded outward to consume everything—and this time, Dante was caught within it.

The absolute void swallowed him whole.

There was no light.

There was no sound.

There was nothing.

Dante felt the pressure attempting to rip his soul apart, to erase him from existence. But unlike the first time, he did not panic.

He laughed.

The draconic flames within him flared up abruptly, exploding outward and incinerating the very concept of void itself. The nothingness that sought to consume him was reduced to ashes by his supreme force. In the blink of an eye, he tore his way out of the entropy and emerged before Morrigan, his reptilian golden eyes gleaming.

He was unharmed.

Morrigan felt something rare stir within her. A shiver.

Dante flexed his fingers, then smiled. "The problem with your idea of 'the end,' Morrigan, is that you never accounted for those who refuse to be ended."

She didn't respond—she attacked with fury. Her wings expanded, and she unleashed thousands of blades of pure destruction toward him. Each one carried the essence of her own divinity, each one a sentence of death.

Dante raised a hand and simply absorbed the impact. His body consumed the energy, and a moment later, he reversed it, unleashing it back as a cataclysmic explosion. Morrigan barely evaded, but the sheer force of the detonation still made her stagger.

Dante lunged forward, his blade glowing with an intense crimson hue. He spun Rebellion, and with a vertical slash, a rift of pure energy tore through the space between them. Morrigan crossed her arms, summoning a barrier to shield herself, but even her defenses trembled under the impact.

She roared, releasing a wave of power that made the stars around them explode. "I am the end of everything, Dante! You cannot defy me forever!"

Dante merely smirked. "Then show me, Morrigan. Show me your end."

She raised both hands, and the very fabric of reality around them began to unravel completely. The world trembled, and an overwhelming darkness spread, erasing everything in its path. It was the absolute end. The pure concept of termination itself.

Dante, however, laughed. A deep, powerful laugh that echoed through the cosmos.

"You still don't get it, do you?" He spoke, his voice carrying nothing but pure triumph.

And then, for the first time, Dante unleashed his true power.

The flames surrounding him expanded, transforming into a storm of pure chaos and destruction. But unlike Morrigan's entropy, this power wasn't about the end—it was about supremacy, about absolute dominion.

The cosmos roared, and even the destruction that Morrigan conjured began to be consumed by his presence. The very concept of the end was being devoured by Dante's primordial chaos.

Morrigan screamed, instinctively recoiling. Her power was being undone, unmade as if it had never existed.

Dante advanced, his sword shining brighter than ever before. "You wanted to see my end, Morrigan?"

He raised Rebellion, and for the first time, his blade glowed with something beyond demonic or draconic energy.

It shone with absolute authority.

Morrigan tried to flee, tried to defend herself—but it was too late. With one final strike, Dante brought his sword down.

The blade cleaved through the very concept of end itself.

The impact of the strike shattered the darkness around them, dissipated Morrigan's entropy, and rewrote reality in Dante's favor. Morrigan was sent hurtling backward, her divine form trembling, her breath ragged.@@novelbin@@

She looked at him, her eyes filled with disbelief—and something more. Something she never thought she would feel.

Defeat.

Dante spun his sword and pointed it at her, his smile predatory.

"So, Morrigan... do you still think you can erase me?"

She didn't answer. She couldn't answer. For the first time in her existence, she had no words.

Dante laughed again, his power blazing around him, unmatched.

"Looks like the end... isn't so inevitable after all."

Once again, the advantage was Dante's… or so he thought.

"Azarath Zin Ho."

Morrigan's voice echoed, and with just those words, space itself began to distort. Before Dante could react…

They were in space.

The infinite void of space stretched around them, an endless abyss where stars were born and died in the blink of an eye. Morrigan floated before Dante, her gaze as cold as the emptiness surrounding them.

Dante, however, merely rested Rebellion over his shoulder, his breath releasing small bursts of energy that distorted the very fabric of space. "Taking the battle to another plane? Smart... But it doesn't matter where we are, Morrigan. You're still going to lose."

Morrigan didn't reply. She simply raised her hand, and reality bent. Space shattered like broken glass, and from within the fissure, a vortex of pure entropy began to spiral. It was a black hole, but not an ordinary one—it was a bottomless pit of nonexistence, something even time itself could not escape.

The gravitational pull intensified instantly, dragging Dante forward with crushing force. His body was pulled toward the abyss, but before he could be consumed, his demonic wings flared open with a thunderous boom, each powerful beat generating an explosion of force that made the black hole hesitate.

"Do you really think a trick like this can stop me?" Dante growled, his eyes blazing with golden flames.

He moved his hand, and a spear of pure draconic energy formed, pulsating with overwhelming power. With a single motion, he hurled it at the vortex. The impact was devastating. The explosion tore through the void, dissolving the black hole and ripping open a dimensional rift that unleashed chaotic bursts of light.

But Morrigan was already moving. In an instant, she appeared behind Dante, her black blade shimmering with absolute power. He turned at the last second, clashing his sword against hers. The impact sent shockwaves through the galaxies, disintegrating distant planets with the sheer force of their collision.

Morrigan pressed forward mercilessly, her attacks slicing through the very fabric of reality. Each strike made the universe tremble, erasing fragments of existence in its wake. Dante dodged with lightning-fast movements, but the pressure grew with each passing second. His body was being corroded by the entropic force, his reflexes slowing as his very existence was gradually being erased.

"You feel it, don't you?" Morrigan whispered, her blade scraping against his. "Even now, you are fading."

Dante panted slightly. For the first time, he felt something close to exhaustion. But he only laughed.

"And do you feel this?" he retorted. Before Morrigan could react, he vanished.

For a fraction of a second, time froze for her.

Dante appeared above her, his sword engulfed in black and golden flames, merging his demonic and draconic energy into a transcendent attack.

"Reign of the Dragon King!"

He swung down with an overwhelming strike, and the blade ripped through space-time itself, carving a rift that transcended reality. Morrigan tried to move, but the sheer force of the attack struck her head-on. Her body was sent hurtling through the void like a meteor, crashing through nebulas and slamming into a distant star, which erupted into an instant supernova.

But Dante knew it wasn't enough.

He propelled himself forward, piercing through the explosion and emerging before Morrigan as she slowly rose from the remnants of the extinguished star. Her gaze remained locked onto him, but for the first time, she was breathing heavily.

"Are you feeling it now?" Dante taunted, spreading his arms. "I am the storm that devours even the end."

Morrigan clenched her fists. In an instant, her aura exploded.

Space itself shattered, and a black mist consumed everything.

When Dante tried to move, he realized—it wasn't just darkness. It was the very end of existence. A domain where nothing could exist. No light. No matter. Not even him.

For a brief moment, he felt nothing. His body vanished. His consciousness flickered.

But Dante would never accept an end that wasn't his choice.

"ENOUGH!!"