Hate!!!

Hate!!!

I hate human beings......

I hate the world......

I hate this damn fate......

Over the centuries, I have seen the meanness, greed, and ignorance of human beings......

All ugly everything!

I'm ashamed to have been one of them.

I thought it was ridiculous that I had fantasies about them.

Such a species dares to claim to be the primate of all things and hold the authority of the world?

They're just a bunch of bugs that should be crushed in the dust!!

I was born in a small, unknown village in Europe.

Here I have spent more than a dozen years of peace and tranquility.

I have a family that is not very wealthy.

When I got up in the morning, my mother would comb my hair with a comb and braid me beautifully.

She would gently touch my cheek with her hand and proudly tell me that I was more beautiful than she was when she was younger.

On her hand, there is a jade ring, which glows with crystal brilliance in the morning light.

It was a gift from her father, and she was never willing to take it off.

In the morning, I would help my mother clean the house, then put my lunch in a basket and bring it to my father, who was doing farm work in the fields.

At my father's mealtime, a boy would come to me, his name was Mel.

We will lean on the small river in the field stalks.

A pebble was thrown into the water in front of me, splashing me and him in the water.

A little boy laughed behind us.

I turned my head and chased him all over the field.

That's my brother.

When he came home at night, he would stare at me and let me put him to sleep.

He would tell me that he would protect me when he grew up, and that if Mel bullied me, he would beat him up......

My father always doted on my brother and rarely smiled at me, but I didn't care, we were still a happy family.

It was the best time I had as a human being.

Until a plague swept through the village.

People infected with the plague are treated like monsters.

We were locked up in a rudimentary shack.

The dead bodies were dragged out with farm tools and thrown into the fire like garbage.

I heard Mel's voice outside the fence, and he wanted to come in to meet me, but was stopped outside.

I was lying in the nest, feverish, with no strength at all, unable to move.

I could only shout his name as hard as I could, but my weak voice was drowned out by the noisy arguments outside.

I heard his father's angry voice, and I heard his cries as he was forcibly dragged away.

He didn't come again......

My brother didn't come......

My father didn't come......

My mother didn't come either......

Despair!

Despair crept through my heart.

No one ever came again.

Only the men guarding the shacks, the occasional gaze projected through the cracks in the fence, were filled with fear, disgust, and indifference.

The look in his eyes was like saying:

Why are you still alive?

Why don't you die?

As long as you die sooner, everything will be over.

Why is this happening, why, being infected with the epidemic is not something we want!

We also want to live.

Disasters always go hand in hand.

With the plague came famine......

And, in order to prevent the spread of the plague, the kingdom sealed off our village.

Panic spread throughout the village.

No one cares about us anymore.

The villagers dug trenches and nailed fences around us, and we were completely locked up here.

No food, no water.

The dead bodies were left in the shacks.

The stench and despair permeated the shacks, and the frail patients were dying fast.

Finally, someone untied the shackles.

Food?

Isn't it all on the ground?

Anyway, I've been infected with the plague, and I'll have to die, so why bother with so much!

All those who were able to move went into a frenzy.

Gradually, they were no longer satisfied with dead carrion.

Greedy eyes were fixed on me and the others who were still alive.

I knew exactly what was going to happen to me.

Fear, despair, hatred overflowed my heart.

Countless teeth hissed at me.

What exactly am I doing wrong?

Why am I facing such a fate.

No!!!

I don't want to die like this, meaninglessly.

The life I don't want is coming to an end like this before it has even begun.

A strange force surged through my body.

A hunger that was unusual grew in my heart.

I don't know where I got the strength to send the person who pounced on me flying.

Holding down the person closest to me, I opened my mouth and bit down on his neck.

Hot blood rushed down my throat, and the hunger pang was not filled, but intensified.

A strong bloodthirsty desire that erodes my sanity.

My eyes were blood-red.

Hungry......

I am hungry......

I'm so hungry......

When I regained consciousness, there were no living people in the shack.

There were torn corpses everywhere.

I fell on the ground and retched.

The guilt of being once human caused a strong discomfort.

At that time, I didn't know that the blood clan can also have offspring, and their bloodline genes will be rooted in the bodies of the offspring, and this gene will be passed down from generation to generation, and if there is no awakening, they will live their lives like ordinary people.

When the bloodline awakens, the passage of time loses its meaning.

The appearance will be fixed at the moment of awakening, and the wounds will heal quickly.

After the feeling of nausea subsided, I slammed the fence and ran in the direction of home.

At this moment, a flash of fire rushed up, and it was Mel's home.

I watched the frenzied villagers drag out a corpse from the burning house, it was Mel's father.

The people of the village went into madness earlier than the closed shack.

Hungry people can do anything.

A bad feeling haunted me.

I ran home as best I could.

The door of the house was hidden, and I pushed it open and saw my brother sitting on the ground.

My hanging heart finally let go.

When he saw me return, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

I hugged him and couldn't stop crying......

At that moment, I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

A knife stabbed hard into it, and the handle was in his brother's hand.

It was as if all my strength had been drained and I fell to the ground.

My eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and before my consciousness sank into darkness, I heard him say:

"Sister, I'm so hungry......"

When I reopened my eyes, I was chained to the cellar where my food was stored, and a large patch of flesh had been cut off from my thigh.

But the wound is healing at a rate visible to the naked eye.

That knife didn't penetrate the heart, and I survived.

The Bloodline's powerful regenerative abilities have allowed the wound to heal, but I'd rather die at that moment.

The cellar was filled with a rancid stench, and I saw a severed hand that had begun to rot, and a jade ring on its swollen finger......

I couldn't believe my eyes, they were ......

Actually put that gentle woman ......

The cellar door opened, and my father walked in, with a knife in his hand.

He looked at the wound I had healed, revealing a hideous face.

I pleaded with him, and I saw a twinkle in his eyes before he stabbed me in the body......

The next day, my wound healed and he came again......

Then came the third day......

Day 4......

Day 5......

…………

I've begged, I've cursed, I've struggled......

As a result, nothing will change.

The two of them share my flesh and blood, and I suffer hellish pain every day.

The two of them were supposed to be my closest family members......

Hate!!!

I hate them!!

Why are you treating me like this!!

I don't know when it started, but other villagers also knew about me.

I suffer even more terrible pain every day......

More and more people are joining the feast.

Once the shackles of human nature are opened, purgatory will come.

All of them are demons crawling out of hell!

My father just looked at everything indifferently, and he just promised that I wouldn't die.

Anyway, the next day, my body will come back again.

It's just that I'm recovering more and slower.

I'm getting weaker......

I knew that if I continued like this, I would die completely sooner or later.

However, with my body, it is impossible to feed the whole village.

Finally, one day, a man died, and he had my flesh and blood in his body.

That day, I learned that when a human dies, if there is blood in the body, it will be transformed into a blood servant, a bloodthirsty monster that only obeys the orders of the blood owner.

And so, another feast began.

A feast for me.

A feast of killing!

The villagers, one by one, died, and one by one became my blood servants.

I controlled them to rush into the cellar and I finally ended my nightmare.

I walked out of the cellar, and my body was freed from weakness as I devoured the blood of a large number of living people.

I transformed my father, the man who gave me nightmares, into a blood servant.

I retained his consciousness, controlled his body, and ate my dear brother bite by bite.

Listening to the melodious scream, I had only happiness in my heart.

I let the remaining blood servants gnaw at the man's body little by little, and I want them to feel my pain and go to destruction.

I used the Blood Servants to break through the blockade of the kingdom's army.

I have been in this world for hundreds of years.

I live cautiously.

Humans fear existence that they cannot understand, and they only ease their inner fears with rejection, expulsion, and destruction.

I have seen countless innocent people burned at the stake in the name of shrine maidens and heretics.

For hundreds of years, I have witnessed only that:

Intrigues, wars, deceit......

Intrigues, wars, deceit......

Intrigues, wars, deceit......

Cycle.

Until he found me.

He's right.

Mankind...... Ugly, hypocritical, ignorant.

What is the purpose of their existence?

What qualifications do they have to claim to be the primates of all things, to hold authority over the world?

Mankind?

Hehe, hehe, hehe......

They are worthy only of blood in my captivity, begging for mercy from me, that I may grant them the right to live.

Mankind?

Hahaha, hahaha, ha......ha

When the myth comes, they are only humble bugs, worthy only to crawl in the dust and tremble!!

And I'm ......

He will sit upright on the throne......

My name, Aisha Bathory.

"Sayo, are you sure you want to do this?" Luo Mingzhang looked at the blood girl.

Aisha flashed a look of struggle, and then returned to coldness: "Luo Mingzhang, there may be various differences among the members of our council, but there is only one purpose in the same, that is, to let the myth descend and restart the new order, and all our councillors will control the new world and the new kingdom with their own strength." ”

"Humanity is hopeless, they are selfish, greedy, ignorant, I have spent hundreds of years in the crowd, and they keep proving to me that they deserve to be destroyed. I am deeply ashamed to have been one of them, and I will never forget what they did to me!! ”

There was a deep madness and hatred in her eyes.

"Humans, on what basis do they claim to be the primates of all things, the masters of the world? They are only worthy to be captive blood food in my kingdom, only worthy to prostrate themselves at my feet, humbly begging me to grant them the right to live! Haha, haha, hahaha......"

The Bloodmaiden laughed hysterically, and the wind on the top of the mountain made her clothes hunt.

"And I, on the throne of God, will let the lowly worms chant the name of the gods, Aisha Bartol!!"