Violeta moved secretly and silently through her punishment, or rather, her mother's castle. With every movement she made, she always ensured that no one was watching her. Carefully, she finally managed to reach her room. With a proud smile, she threw herself onto her bed, letting out loud giggles. She sat up, and with a quick movement, large amounts of Arthur's blood appeared before her.
Humming cheerfully, she floated towards the blood, extending her hand. One of her fingers sank into the beautiful blood... "It's plenty! I have to hide it from my mother..." she murmured to herself as she put the finger in her mouth. Her expression quickly melted like butter, her eyes shining brightly... and a fine red mist appeared around her room.
"What a bad daughter I have... trying to hide this from mommy?" A voice full of joy echoed loudly throughout the room. Violeta's body stiffened, trembling a little. Pulling her finger from her mouth, she looked towards where her mother stood, nervously putting on a smile. "H-hello... mother..." she stood up and clumsily tried to cover the large amount of blood.
"What are you doing in my room? You didn't knock!" she pouted, trying to deceive her mother.
"Well... sorry about that, but I caught a rather delicious smell, and it turned out to be my daughter! Who was trying to hide all that food from her mother..." The woman gave a pitiful look, placing a finger on her lips, her eyes fixed on the blood. "Three types..." she murmured to herself, frowning slightly. "Oh! He's back...
he must be with Lilith," the woman tilted her head, her gaze returning to her daughter, and a playful smile began to form on her lips. "You're going to give me some, right?" she stood up and began walking towards her daughter.
"No! It's mine alone! I worked hard to get it!" Violeta shook her head vigorously in denial, beginning to behave like a child, while extending her hands.
"Come on, don't be like that, Violeta," the woman kept walking. Once in front of her daughter, she extended her arm, her hand resting on Violeta's head. "You stole from me..." she said with a bright smile. "Did you really think I wouldn't notice?" She began to affectionately stroke her daughter's head.
"About that..." Violeta lowered her head a little, ashamed of trying to deceive her mother, knowing it was practically impossible. "Did you give it to Arthur?" the mother asked. Violeta nodded her head: "Yes."
"A deal?" the woman asked again. "For two drops of my blood," Violeta gave the details of the deal. The woman stopped stroking her daughter's head, walked over, and sat on her bed. She remained silent for a few moments. "I see... well, as long as he doesn't do anything bad with it, I don't really care, but..." the woman smiled.
"One of them is mine," she pointed to a container.
Violeta slumped her shoulders in defeat, her eyes wavering for a few moments before letting out a sigh. "Alright!" she finally had no choice but to agree, as her mother already knew everything... so it was useless to keep resisting. She looked sadly as one of the three containers disappeared into the air.
With a satisfied smile, the woman said goodbye to her sad daughter and vanished, along with the thin mist of blood.
Violeta remained silent. With slow steps, she lay face down on her bed. "Damn it..." she cursed as she closed her eyes.
Silent footsteps echoed in the middle of a hallway, lit only by red candles. A beautiful woman with matte black hair, faintly shining down her back, walked. She wore a tight black outfit that accentuated her curves and completely seductive figure. The woman's eyes glowed as she extended her hand. Upon reaching the end of the hallway, she was greeted by enormous doors, almost 50 meters tall.
The doors swung open wide, sensing the presence of the beautiful woman. Behind the doors lay an enormous space, and in the center was a large altar. In the middle of the altar stood a cross made of black crystal. The woman walked indifferently towards the altar.
The woman's eyes gradually dimmed, moving her fingers in front of her until the blood container appeared. Her steps brought her to the front of the enormous cross. She looked up at the massive cross, over 100 meters high, where a twisted black creature lay.
The creature had multiple hands and limbs, writhing among themselves, its flesh completely dry, as though it had been in this state for hundreds or thousands of years. The woman gave a sad smile as she placed the blood container beneath the enormous cross. With a smile, she extended her hand. Without expression, she plunged her hand into her chest.
A great amount of blood spread across the altar, and a faint red glow appeared. The blood container trembled.
The large amount of Arthur's blood began to rush up the black stone cross at great speed, reaching the horrible dried-up creature. The blood flowed through its enormous body until it reached its face. The creature's face was completely deformed, its mouth wide open with hundreds of teeth, its eyes tightly closed, and an expression of pure agony. The blood passed over its tongue and down its throat.
The woman below pulled her hand from her chest. Smiling, she watched as the creature's body began to glow slightly. The smile on her face grew fiercer... her blood spread entirely, causing the whole place to shake violently. The creature at the top of the cross began to glow more and more.
The woman knelt down: "Just a little longer... only a little more... with just a bit more, you will return," she murmured to herself. "Cain... my father."
As soon as she finished speaking, the place stopped shaking and glowing. Everything returned to normal, as if nothing had happened. The woman stood up, glancing around. All the blood, hers and Arthur's, had completely disappeared. With an indifferent expression, she turned around, walking through the massive doors, which slammed shut after she passed through them.
The entire place fell once again into deep darkness...