armyinform Chapter 48 Armand's Past
Chapter 48 Armand's Past
I asked my master when he would endow me with magical powers like his.
Yes, I have seen that the source of his great strength is his blood.Between his parted lips, occasionally the reflection of sharp teeth flashed.His skin can shimmer in the dark.He had to leave before dawn, sleeping all day in his coffin.The nectar he dripped into my mouth is his blood.
"Wait a while," he always told me, "when you grow up."
"No, although I am still a boy on the outside, I have grown into a man in my heart." I tried to seduce him in the most direct way, telling him that the person who shared the bed with him was not as pure as a child.
He then stated that I needed to experience real physical union.He said that what I did before was just a game.He took me to a brothel.There are places like this all over Venice.It is believed that indulging in carnal pleasures is no more than a misdemeanor even in the sight of God.
It was a richly decorated house, full of brass and peacock feathers.Most of the women there are from northern Europe.They were tall and plump, with very light-colored eyes and hair, very different from the Italian women I was used to seeing.I didn't know then that this exoticism was also part of my allure.
The name of the game is more is better.
He paid a fortune for me.For three full days, I woke up in the body of the most beautiful woman in all Venice.I have learned many techniques of pleasure-making, and, like the most diligent pupils, I have applied to them what they had used to me.Three days later, while I was still asleep, my master took me back.
I asked him if he could give me his magic now.But he still shook his head at me.
A few days later he took me to another Fengyue place.It was reserved for men and boys, and the decor was more luxurious and the incense more tantalizing.The boys there have long been taught to desire men.Some of them are slender and beautiful, some are strong and tall.There I learned to master and surrender.
But that's just the beginning.
When I awoke the next day, I found myself surrounded by creatures that were neither male nor female.Their male arms are completely castrated.They wear black eyeliner, purple eyeshadow, gold rings on their breast buds, and even their hair in their secret places is dusted with gold.Their bodies are harder than women's, but very attractive.They smeared oil on me and went over my skin with a soft brush.They kept drinking my squirts and seducing me with wild eyes for more.
This time I was still dizzy after going back, and I couldn't even sense the approach of the master.He was a little angry and quarreled with me.He didn't think I should be so addicted to carnal pleasures.But what is wrong with me?Before he sent me to those places, all I wanted was to be at his feet forever.
The master's scolding made me feel pain.I even suspected it was all just a test and I screwed it up.Instead of basking in a joy I've never experienced before, I should coldly reject the fiery bodies being thrust into my arms.
I started to linger in the wine shop, seduce the beautiful girls around me with words, let them surround me, so as to dispel the little loneliness deep in my heart.Late at night, while I was drunk, I allowed myself to be seduced by an Englishman.He has the title of Earl, and he came to Italy to appreciate the magnificent cultural landscape here, but he was unexpectedly conquered by her various ways of pleasure, which of course also included the body combination with a boy.
He took me back to his hotel, one of the most luxurious places in Venice.He bowed at my feet and begged me to give him my love.We rolled in bed all night and all night, and sometimes he even let me flick him with a leather whip to get into him and climb the pinnacle of bliss with him.
He was obsessed with me and vowed to take me back to England.He said he was going to put me up in a mansion he had got from King Henry VII, so I could stay away from his shameless and lewd Scotch wife.
I smiled at him and told him he better not even try to do that.Because in Venice, if he dared to force me to leave, he would be cut into pieces immediately.
Frowning, he suddenly drew his dagger and dug it into our pillows. "I will kill for you, and if necessary I will kill you and kill myself!" he said to me.I think it's just a joke.
In the middle of the night, I came home.I don't want to spend the night in a hotel.Surprisingly, the master was already waiting for me.He got very angry with me, pinned me on his knees, and whipped me half to death.I screamed, completely unable to imagine that he was jealous about the Englishman.Then, he began to feel sorry for my pain again.He bit the tip of his tongue, dripping blood on my wound.I am healed as before.This feeling of being healed by magic makes me obsessed, and I can't wait to be beaten by him again.
The master told me he had to go away for a while. "It's not because I'm angry, I have to take care of those who have to be taken care of." He said to me.He would not tell me more, because other Netherborn might read the messages from my thoughts.He even let me watch his hunt, just to make sure he really wasn't thinking of abandoning me.My lord, he was like a beast in the dark, ending a mortal life in a few minutes.He told me he only hunts the wicked because they don't deserve to see the next dawn.
The next evening the master set out and left.I feel so bored and have nothing to cheer me up.I was counting how long it would be before he came back, and the scheduled classes couldn't keep me focused.Then one day, someone sent a confidential letter.
It's the Englishman!
He is looking for me everywhere.My sudden departure made him angry.He wants to steal me, or kill me.Those boys, my companions, were terrified.The departure of the owner made us feel lost in sanctuary.We decided not to go out for the time being, and let the oldest ones guard the door.
But the Englishman broke into our house.He stabbed a boy to death with a sword.That is my close brother!This made me very angry.I drew my sword and dagger and prepared to fight him.The boys all came to persuade me.They thought I couldn't possibly be his match.He's much older than me, and he's been practicing fencing since I was not even born.
But I don't want to back down.The blood of the Russian nation is seething in my veins, and I cannot bear the existence of this man who hurt my brother!
We dueled under the steps outside the house.The Englishman's face was covered with tears, he stared at me fiercely, and babbled about my betrayal.I have only learned fencing for a short time, so I have no talent at all.The only good thing is that he used a normal Italian sword instead of an epee.
I got away with scratching his throat.Although the wound was shallow, the gushing blood quickly stained his clothes.During the fight he cut my face with a dagger.I had never known myself to be so vain, and I was furious at this wound that might have affected my appearance.I forgot all the techniques taught by the fencing teacher, I just rushed forward fiercely, and stabbed my sword into his lower abdomen.The British fell to the ground.I threw the dagger to the oldest boy among us, who was on good terms with the dead boy.He stabbed the Englishman three times in a row, ending his life.Then, suddenly, I felt dizzy.
The British have poison on their daggers.
This was the last thing I knew before I passed out.I had the feeling that my soul was about to leave my body again.I know the fire of my life has burned to the end.The only thing keeping me from leaving is the desire to see the master one last time.
He came, bitter and conflicted.
He finally gave me the blood of eternal life, because only by doing so can I break free from the embrace of death.
I became a child of the nether world, the child of the vampire Marius.
Me and my master, we had a brief happy time together.He still felt he had converted me prematurely.But soon his obsession with me overwhelmed that.I seem to be more attractive after being a child of the nether world.Just when I thought I could be with my master forever, a group of uninvited guests broke into our palace suddenly.They have the same abilities as us, and there are many of them.They surrounded the master, torched him, and took me and all the boys.
They pressed me for information about "necessary caregivers," and every time I answered I knew nothing, they burned a boy alive.In the end, all my brothers, they all died howling, and my heart died with the death of the master.
The leader of the gang decided to convert me into a Satanist.His name was Santino, and he came from Rome with his vampire gathering.They believe in Satan, live in the cemetery, and do not want to contact mortals.They hated their master's luxurious life, and considered him a heretic among heretics.Because my master has lived for a long time, they only dare to attack together, and a one-on-one duel is unimaginable for them.
I accepted Santino's new name, Armand.
It has made no difference to me.My master, my love, the pillar of my soul, was reduced to ashes in the flames, and it made no difference to me whether I believed in Satan or in God.
I lived in Rome for a while.Probably because Santino thought that I already possessed all the qualities of a Satanist, and the blood my master bestowed on me made me far stronger than ordinary children of the nether world, so he decided to let me take another vampire to Paris.There has been no news from the vampire assembly there for a long time, and he needs to send a leader there again.
I've lived in the fetid tombs of Paris for about 300 years, during which covens of vampires from all over the place lost touch one by one.Until one day, Lester suddenly appeared in my sight.He is just like my master, shining in the crowd.I decided to break up the assembly.I offered to learn from Lester, but he turned me down.He left me a theater through which I could study mortal life.
Last century, another vampire broke into my life.That's a vampire you know too.The brilliance of humanity shining in Louis and the contradictory nature of Louis all deeply attracted me.I let him burn down the vampire theater and followed him around the world until he broke up with me because he couldn't forgive me.
This is my story.
All my life I've walked in the dark, and every light I tried to hold on to finally left me.But I had to find the right direction, my pride made it impossible for me to take my own life.
Levi, is there anything you want to tell me?