Rebirth: Childhood friend of the heroine

"Mm…" Jullie's head was ringing loudly as if someone had struck it against concrete.

Though her mind protested, she slowly opened her eyes.

The last thing she remembered was something covering her mouth, and before she could react, her consciousness slipped away.

And now…she was sitting somewhere unfamiliar.

*Click*

The chains bound to her wrists and ankles swayed with her movements. Despite trying to move or use her Soul Energy, she couldn't do so at all. It was like all her energy had been drained out.

Not to talk about, there was a deep wound in her stomach that was pouring out her blood at a slow pace. She could tell that the wound was fresh since, if not, she might have fainted by now.

"You will die if he doesn't arrive in half an hour." A voice ushered Jullie to raise her eyes towards the man.

She narrowed her eyes as she found that the man was familiar, "You ... .are Allen…the one who lost to Alex…"

The vampire Duke tried to kidnap the Saintess from Grimland by completely overwhelming the security of the palace. If not for the sudden challenge and his battle with Alex that day, the Saintess might really have been taken away.

There was a bored expression on Allen's face as he said, "I am not going to feel offended and make some sort of rash decision here, so save your words."

Jullie raised her brows, "Was worth a try." Looking around, she found she was in a desolate land, which seemed sort of like a graveyard. "You brought me here, away from the castle, since you know you couldn't do anything to Alex in the castle, huh?"

Allen, who was sitting over a tombstone, shrugged, "Your little Prince has been hiding behind the Monarch—the only being that could become an obstacle in my path. So naturally, I had moved things away from his domain."

Jullie tilted her head, "But are you away from his domain?"

Allen narrowed his eyes, "Those words won't grant you anything, woman. So just zip it and wait for your death."

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"It's foolish, wait for father." Just as Alex was about to step out of the castle, Natasha called out.

The Vampire Lord has gone to see off a few important guests since there was some trouble at the Veil recently. That's why Natasha suggested waiting for him.

However, "I need to go there alone. That psycho can do anything."

"But do you even know where the graveyard is?" Natasha barked in an annoyed tone—only to flinch when Alex turned his icy gaze in her direction,

"Only speak if you can help." The weight of his voice echoed through the castle, making Natasha momentarily stunned as she stared at the boy for another moment before speaking,

"I will take you there."

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"Who are you working for? Don't tell me it's all because of some revenge." Jullie asked as she continued to find a way to remove herself from her restraints.

She could feel her abdomen was bleeding constantly, and her Soul Energy was being blocked by some uncertain source.

Her face has turned pale because of blood loss. If not for her being a warrior who has faced numerous battles, she might have lost her consciousness by now.

"Yes, it's not for revenge. I just desire to shred Alex into pieces, chop his head, and pluck his eyes. Slaughter him in a way that even my dead brothers would shiver at the sight." There was nothing but pure excitement in his eyes. No lust for blood or anger for revenge. Just pure excitement.

Jullie took a strong gulp as she finally covered her wound with a piece of gown she tore.

"That won't make any difference. You are cursed now, and your blood will continue to draw until someone kills me." Allen told her without even bothering to look at her.

Jullie could tell that he wasn't lying. Nothing was working, and she was losing more and more blood.

Now, as someone who wasn't a depressed being and actually loved her life and job, all Jullie could do right now was to pray for Alex to arrive as soon as he could.

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Natasha could tell that the being running a few meters behind her possessed the essence of her father.

The being whom everyone regards as Curse was the same entity who gave birth to her.

And not only her, there were a few more who shared the same essence as her.

However, Natasha couldn't accept that Alex and her father were the same beings. True, there was his presence in Alex…but surely, he could be another essence of him, right?

"How far?" Alex suddenly asked. There was a grave sensation in his heart that said something bad might have happened already.

"That huge tower." Natasha pointed towards her front, and much to her astonishment, Alex's figure blurred before he disappeared from sight.

"He could have gone faster….?"

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*Blink*

Allen parted his eyes as he sensed it.

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The boiling rage. The unrestrained blood lust. The pace of a hunter that was heading towards its hunt.

Allen growled, his canines shining under the moonlight as he stood over the tombstone and waited for him to arrive.

"Finally…your Prince is here," Allen informed, ushering Jullie, who was barely keeping her eyes open, to look far straight.

"Alex…" she mumbled as she found the figure of a familiar teenager appearing before them.

The moment Alex's eyes landed on Jullie, he had to take a deep breath, or he would have attacked the bloodsucker right away.

Looking at the bastard, Alex spoke through his gritted teeth, "Let her go, and I promise I won't leave until one of us is dead."

Allen dropped to sit on the stone as he nonchalantly spoke, "What's the point if she couldn't be saved unless you kill me?"

Alex narrowed his eyes before turning towards Jullie once again.

There was something ominous eating away her flesh at a slow pace, which definitely was living.

"That's a worm that I can control. I can hasten the process and increase its numbers. So unless you want your beloved woman to die, fight me."

Alex clenched his fist, his eyes turning hazy as a sword materialized in his grip. His voice was low, but the weight behind it was unmistakable.

"So be it."

For a split second, silence lingered.

Then, both figures vanished.

….

**CLANG**

Steel clashed as Alex's first strike was intercepted by Allen's nails—sharp as blades, gleaming in the dim light. Before Alex could adjust, a foot slammed into the back of his head.

**CRACK**

His skull rattled. His vision blurred. The taste of iron filled his mouth as he hit the ground, but he didn't stay down.

*SWISH*

He lunged his sword, carving through the air, aiming to sever Allen's head from his shoulders.

The vampire barely tilted his head.

A thin line of red formed on his cheek.

A slow trickle of blood slid down.

Allen's grin widened. "Sharper than before. Not bad."

Alex didn't waste time with words. He twisted mid-motion, hurling his sword with a vicious spin—Tempest Dart!

The blade became a whirlwind of death, screeching toward Allen.

The vampire ducked.

Three daggers followed, thrown in rapid succession.

Allen smirked, swatting them aside like flies. "Still relying on cheap tricks?"

And then, in a blur, he moved.

Alex barely registered the motion before—

*SLASH*

Agony tore through his torso. Blood splattered the ground as Allen's claws carved a deep gash into his flesh.

Alex gritted his teeth. No time to slow down.

*SLASH*

He retaliated instantly, sidestepping just in time to deliver a horizontal slash at Allen's midsection.

**SQUELCH**

The blade buried itself deep.

Allen laughed.

A slow, eerie, spine-chilling laugh.

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His sword—it was rotting.

Dark veins spread across the metal, corroding it at an inhuman speed. The weapon cracked apart, dissolving into useless fragments.

"Shit!"

No time to hesitate. Alex leaped back, hurling three metal balls straight at Allen.

Allen dodged easily, his smirk unfazed.

Tempest Dart was once feared. Now? The vampire didn't even blink.

Alex's heart pounded, 'I can't judge this bastard by the enemies I've fought in the human realm.'

They locked eyes.

One in the air. One on the ground.

Allen's grin widened.

Something about it made Alex's skin crawl.

Enough.

His lips curled into a snarl.

'Alright, curse—help me out.'

Dark markings slithered across his skin, pulsing like living veins. His platinum-white hair lifted unnaturally. His pupils burned red, an abyss of something monstrous.

The air twisted around him. The ground cracked beneath his feet.

Allen's eyes gleamed with excitement. "Yes! That's it! Give in to the Chaos!"

**DHAK**

Alex crashed onto the ground, the force of his landing splitting the earth beneath him. His whole body radiated unholy power.

No hesitation. No restraint.

The real fight starts now.

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A/N:- I will conclude the battle in the next chapter, probably. Don't want to bore my readers. Drop a comment.