性瘾者

Neoma sat on a huge rock while watching her Hellgate suck the souls out of the people she had just killed.

A thousand men just dropped dead after she literally took their breath away.

It would be brutal of her to say this, but the sight of shining blue bulbs getting sucked in by her pink Hellgate was pretty.

[Yes, pink Hellgate.]

With Trevor’s help a few years ago, she finally turned her edgy, black Hellgate into a lovely, pastel pink color. The skulls that served as decorations also changed into Tteokbokki’s chibi figurines. Yes, she made chibi figurines of her Soul Beast’s baby dragon form and replaced the skull decorations with them.

She also made figurines of baby Soju, Kimchi, and Mochi to decorate her Hellgate.

[I just returned, and I already took a thousand lives with me.]

Of course, she felt bitter. But she didn’t have any choice.

.....

[If I didn’t kill them now, they would just return later to kill me again.]

She was foolish and merciful in the past, and that was exactly the reason why she couldn’t become a lady of leisure.

[If only I chose revenge over a lazy life right off the bat…]

In her defense, when she returned as Neoma de Moonasterio, she didn’t know about the existence of the crows. Hence, her goal was to live quietly as a hidden princess mooching off her twin brother. But life hated her.

One day, she suddenly had to be Nero’s proxy.

Then, boom!

She found out about the crows, and that Regina Crowell stole Rubin Drayton from her, not because the two were in love. That wench just made her life a living hell because she was a de Moonasterion princess.

[My life is like a webnovel.]

“Princess Neoma, this dude doesn’t hold important information,” Trevor said, throwing the now unconscious Taylor Taylor on the ground. “Should I kill him?”

Neoma looked at the unconscious Taylor Taylor.

She sucked out half of the young man’s life force. Hence, the healthy Taylor Taylor had turned skin and bones. He was also barely breathing now.

[At this rate, he’s die slowly but surely.]

“Let him live,” Neoma said, then she turned to the pink Hellgate again. “Someone has to live to tell the tale anyway.”

“Are you sure it’s the right time to announce that you’ve returned?”

“We can directly face the crows yet since they have the empire under their control at the moment,” she said, sighing. “But if I don’t make my presence known, Nero might do something that he would regret later. I have to stop him.”

“The spell to undo the spell that Calyx Dalton used to make everyone forget you isn’t complete yet, though.”

For the past five years, Trevor and the Bookworm worked hard together to create a spell that would make everyone remember her again.

It wasn’t easy because in the first place, the spell to counter that didn’t exist.

Hence, Trevor and the Bookworm had to make the counter spell from scratch.

“I have to mess up with their minds,” Neoma said. “Especially Nero’s. If I wait until the counter spell is completed, it might be too late by then. I can’t let Calyx Dalton continue corrupting my baby brother.”

Well, to be fair, Nero had always been a corrupted child.

[I’m sorry, but it’s true.]

But, at least back then, Nero was crazy by choice. This time, however, her foolish twin brother was acting crazy because his memories and emotions were being manipulated.

“How do you plan to meet Prince Nero then?”

“Trevor, what’s my middle name?”

“Roseheart?”

“That’s right– Nero and I are both Rosehearts,” she said. “I don’t need to physically meet him. Not yet, at least.”

“I see,” Trevor said, nodding. “You’re going to hijack Prince Nero’s dream.”

“Uh-huh,” Neoma said, then she looked up at the orange-y sky. The sun had just set, and the moon hadn’t shown up yet. “Actually, why don’t I use the moon to deliver a message to everyone?”

“You can do whatever you want, Princess Neoma.”

“Right?” she said, smirking. Then she stood up and stretched her arms. “We should leave now.”

After saying that, she opened her hand and cut her palm with her long nail.

The drop of blood coming from the cut on her palm turned into a pink rose before it hit the ground. After that, the pink rose floated until it was right in front of her face.

Then Neoma blew on the flower gently.

Just like how dandelions’ seeds would scatter after getting blown on a single breath, the pink rose’s petals scattered too. Each petal had turned into a pink rose, and the breeze that she summoned using Mochi blew on the new flowers until their petals scattered in the air. Of course, those petals had become pink roses, too.

The process repeated again and again until there were enough pink roses for everyone she had killed on that island.

Trevor shook his head. “You’re too kind, Princess Neoma.”

“I didn’t do it to pay my respect– I only did this to make me feel good about myself,” she said, then she changed the topic. “Let’s head to Astello Temple first. Didn’t Taylor Taylor say Calyx Dalton was headed to the Holy Land?”

“That’s right,” the demon boy said. “That’s the only useful information that we got from him.”

“Skylus and Monik said they felt a surge of strange divine power recently,” she said. “I have a rough idea as to why Calyx Dalton headed to the Astello Temple.”

“I think I know why he’s there, too,” Trevor said, tilting his head to one side. “Are you going to confront Calyx Dalton right away?”

“If he’s unlucky enough to meet me, then I have no choice but to murder the fuck out of him,” Neoma said, scoffing while flipping her hair. “Anyway, enough talking. Open a portal that leads to the Astello Temple.”

“As you command, my Moon Princess.”

***

[I AM SO going to resign as soon as I get back to the empire.]

That was Alucard’s thought while resting on the rooftop of Astello Temple.

[If the Black Witch isn’t here, I’m going to throw a tantrum.]

Alucard was sent to the Holy Land because according to Melvin Luchessi, Dahlia was last seen in that place. He arrived this morning, and he already scanned the area. But, so far, he didn’t catch even a glimpse of the Black Witch.

The last place in the Holy Land that he needed to check was the Astello Temple.

Since he was Prince Nero’s aide, the priests of the temple allowed him to enter without making a fuss.

But since he was a demon, the fact that he entered a holy place was making him weak.

[Only a bit, though. After all, even though Astello Temple is supposed to be the center of the Holy Land, it feels somehow… I don’t know, less holy?]

No way, right?

[After all, Prince Calyx is the one personally in charge of keeping the Astello Temple in check.]

To be honest, the reason Alucard didn’t stay in the Royal Palace was because he didn’t like the First Prince. Actually, he had a feeling that Prince Calyx hated him. The First Prince would always give him the cold look, especially each time he would ask Prince Nero for blood.

His stomach suddenly growled loudly.

Ah, right. He was hungry.

[I haven’t had Prince Nero’s blood in a while since Prince Calyx would always get in my way as if he was a jealous lover.]

Argh.

Alucard didn’t want to say this, but the look Prince Calyx would give Prince Nero was really disgusting.

[Let’s not think about that for a moment.]

“I’m hungry,” Alucard whispered to himself. “How nice it would be if it suddenly rained de Moonasterion blood–”

He was forced to stop talking when a huge shadow was cast over him.

But he was more distracted by the fact that a drop of blood entered his mouth.

[Huh? This blood…]

“Bloody hell!” Alucard exclaimed, getting up abruptly. “It’s delicious!”

“Really?”

Alucard quickly stood up and turned around when he remembered he wasn’t alone. He was about to confront the individual, but he was stunned after seeing THAT face. “Prince Nero… as a girl?”

White hair, ash-gray eyes, pale skin.

The (unbelievably beautiful) lady in front of him wasn’t just a de Moonasterio– she also had the same face as Prince Nero!

[But Prince Nero has no sibling other than Prince Calyx…]

“Is it good?” the (really pretty) lady asked, showing him her palm with a deep cut. Ah, that was where the blood that Alucard tasted earlier had come from. “My blood, that is.”

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“Your blood…” Alucard said, gulping because he was having a hard time stopping himself from attacking the lady. He was thirsty, and he was drooling for the lady’s blood. But he wasn’t an animal. He was a noble demon, hence the self-control. Moreover, he was confused. “Why does your blood taste like the blood of a de Moonasterio… ma’am?”

He was used to talking informally even to Prince Nero.

However, the aura around the beautiful lady was so dignified that he found himself speaking to her respectfully even though he was obviously older than her.

“If I look like a de Moonasterio and my blood tastes like a de Moonasterio, what do you think I am, then?”

Alucard could recognize the young lady’s sarcasm.

He was supposed to be offended, but he couldn’t bring himself to get mad at the lady. In fact, he was using all the courage in him to look her straight in the eye. It was difficult, but he had a reputation to uphold as Prince Nero’s knight.

“My brain is telling me that my lady is a de Moonasterio,” Alucard said, still speaking politely to the lady. “But as far as I know, there’s no royal princess in existence.”

“Well, you just met one,” the lady said cheerfully. “You’re Alucard Dionisio, aren’t you? The demon serving Nero.”

“How–”

He was forced to stop talking when the young man disappeared beside the lady, only to appear next to him.

The young man even wrapped an arm around Alucard’s shoulders.

[I can’t move…]

“Prince Nero found a useful ally,” the young man said. “Blood-sucking demons are usually little bastards, but they’re pretty strong.”

Alucard wanted to complain, but he couldn’t open his mouth.

[What the hell is happening to me…?]

“I see,” the lady said. “Then let’s bring that dude with us.”

“As you command, my Moon Princess.”

Huh?

Alucard, before he knew it, already fainted after getting hit at the back of his head.

[Who are these monsters?]

***

“WAKE UP, dongsaeng-ah.”

‘Dongsaeng-ah?’

Nero woke up after hearing the unfamiliar word in his head.

Much to his surprise, he found himself inside a… pink room1.

The room was empty, but the walls, the ceiling, and the floor were all pink. Even the cubes floating around the space were in different shades of pink, too.

“You’re awake?”

Nero was shocked to see a beautiful girl sitting on a pastel pink cube– and the girl looked like his female version.

[She’s so beautiful.]

He wasn’t saying that just because the girl looked exactly like him. It was a truth. He was immune to good looks because his face was already immaculately handsome. Even so, the girl in front of him was on a different level.

[I’ve seen that face before…]

And that was when the realization finally hit him.

“It’s you,” Nero said in disbelief. “The girl in my dreams who keeps on cursing at me.”

“Well, you deserve it.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re not excused,” the girl said sarcastically. “I’ve been keeping an eye on you and your people for the past few years. I may be in the other world, but I have eyes and ears in the empire. And god, Nero Roseheart de Moonasterio. I know you’re not in your right mind at the moment, but fuck the shitty things you’re doing these days.”

He knitted his eyebrows.

For some reason, Nero couldn’t get mad at the girl even though she was openly insulting him. In fact, he had to clench his hands to stop the urge to hold the girl in his arms.

[Why… do I want to hug this rude, nasty-tempered, and foul-mouthed girl?]

His thoughts were interrupted when, suddenly, the entire room shook.

“Fuck, already?” the girl complained while clicking her tongue. “Nero, you’re quite protected by your fake family, huh?”

“Fake family?” Nero asked, confused. “What do you mean by that?”

He should be asking who the girl was.

But deep in his heart, he felt like he didn’t have to ask since he already knew who she was– he just couldn’t remember it.

[Argh!]

He clutched his head when he felt a splitting headache coming.

“What do I mean by everything I said?” the girl asked, smirking haughtily at him. “Nero Roseheart de Moonasterio, just fuck around and find out.”

At that moment, a single word entered his mind abruptly.

Nero shut his eyes tight. “Neo… ma?”

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